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I Am Quite Sure I Am More Afraid Of People Who Are Themselves Terrified Of The Devil Than I Am Of The Devil Himself.

Hope, O My Soul, Hope. You Know Neither The Day Nor The Hour.

To Want To Become Angels While We Are Still On Earth ... Is Ridiculous.

In A State Of Grace, The Soul Is Like A Well Of Limpid Water, From Which Flow Only Streams Of Clearest Crystal. Its Works Are Pleasing Both To God And Man, Rising From The River Of Life, Beside Which It Is Rooted Like A Tree.

Let Us Live In Such A Way As Not To Be Afraid To Die.