One Always Goes On As One Begins.

The Saints Rejoiced At Injuries And Persecutions, Because In Forgiving Them They Had Something To Present To God When They Prayed To Him.

Settle Yourself In Solitude, And You Will Come Upon God In Yourself.

My Father Was A Man Of Great Charity Towards The Poor, And Compassion For The Sick, And Also For Servants; So Much So, That He Never Could Be Persuaded To Keep Slaves, For He Pitied Them So Much: And A Slave Belonging To One Of His Brothers Being Once In His House, Was Treated By Him With As Much Tenderness As His Own Children.

The Best Thing Must Be To Flee From All To The All.

If This Is The Way You Treat Your Friends, No Wonder You Have So Few!