Love Flies, Runs, And Rejoices; It Is

Count Not Thyself To Have Found True Peace, If Thou Hast Felt No Grief; Nor That Then All Is Well If Thou Hast No Adversary; Nor That This Is Perfect, If All Things Fall Out According To Thy Desire.

I Can Take Credit For Only Two Things: Pride And Sin.

Love Is Watchful. Sleeping, It Does Not Slumber. Wearied, It Is Not Tired. Pressed, It Is Not Straitened. Alarmed, It Is Not Confused, But Like A Living Flame, A Burning Torch, It Forces Its Way Upward And Passes Unharmed Through Every Obstacle.

We Must Imitate Christ's Life And His Ways If We Are To Be Truly Enlightened And Set Free From The Darkness Of Our Own Hearts. Let It Be The Most Important Thing We Do, Then, To Reflect On The Life Of Jesus Christ.

No One Can Obtain From The Pope A Dispensation For Never Dying. [lat., Nemo Impetrare Potest A Papa Bullam Numquam Moriendi.]