For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble.

Love kindled by virtue always kindles another, provided that its flame appear outwardly.

Do ye not comprehend that we are worms born to bring forth the angelic butterfly that flieth unto judgment without screen?

The glory of Him who moves everything penetrates through the universe, and is resplendent in one part more and in another less.

In His will, our peace.

If the present world go astray, the cause is in you, in you it is to be sought.

Give unto us this day the daily manna Without which, in this desert where we dwell, He must go backward who would most advance.