I drink no more than a sponge.

When I drink, I think; and when I think, I drink.

For God, nothing is impossible. And, if he wanted, in the future women would give birth from their ears.

A habit does not a monk make.

When my soul leaves this human dwelling, I will not consider myself to have completely died, but to pass from one state to another, given that, in you and by you, I remain in my visible image in this world.

When undertaking marriage, everyone must be the judge of his own thoughts, and take counsel from himself.

I never sleep comfortably except when I am at sermon or when I pray to God.