We Live In An Age In Which

We Find Little In A Book But What We Put There. But In Great Books, The Mind Finds Room To Put Many Things.

Let Us Be Men With Men, And Always Children Before God; For In His Eyes We Are But Children. Old Age Itself, In Presence Of Eternity, Is But The First Moment Of A Morning.

The Soul That Is The Abode Of Chastity Acquires An Energy Which Enables Her To Surmount With Ease The Obstacles That Lie Along The Path Of Duty.

I Quit Paris Unwillingly, Because I Must Part From My Friends; And I Quit The Country Unwillingly, Because I Must Part From Myself.

Children Need Models Rather Than Critics.