Listen Less To Your Own Thoughts And

O God, The Creature Knows Not To What End Thou Hast Made Him; Teach Him, And Write In The Depths Of His Soul That The Clay Must Suffer Itself To Be Shaped At The Will Of The Potter.

God Never Makes Us Sensible Of Our Weakness Except To Give Us Of His Strength.

Prayer Is So Necessary, And The Source Of So Many Blessings, That He Who Has Discovered The Treasure Cannot Be Prevented From Having Recourse To It, Whenever He Has An Opportunity.

Nothing Marks So Much The Solid Advancement Of A Soul, As The View Of One's Wretchedness Without Anxiety And Without Discouragement.

The Youth Who, Like A Woman, Loves To Adorn His Person, Has Renounced All Claim To Wisdom And To Glory; Glory Is Due To Those Only Who Dare To Associate With Pain, And Have Trampled Pleasure Under Their Feet.