There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you.

Thus you may understand that love alone is the true seed of every merit in you, and of all acts for which you must atone.

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

As the geometer intently seeks to square the circle, but he cannot reach, through thought on thought, the principle he needs, so I searched that strange sight.

In His will, our peace.

The well heeded well heard.

This mountain is so formed that it is always wearisome when one begins the ascent, but becomes easier the higher one climbs.