Let us often think of our own infirmities, and we shall become indulgent toward those of others.
Francois FenelonThis poor world, the object of so much insane attachment, we are about to leave; it is but misery, vanity, and folly; a phantom--the very fashion of which "passeth away.
Francois FenelonThe smallest things become great when God requires them of us; they are small only in themselves; they are always great when they are done for God.
Francois FenelonIt is this unquiet self-love that renders us so sensitive. The sick man, who sleeps ill, thinks the night long. We exaggerate, from cowardice, all the evils which we encounter; they are great, but our sensibility increases them. The true way to bear them is to yield ourselves up with confidence to God.
Francois Fenelon