There are the spiritually consumptive ones: hardly are they born when they begin to die, and long for doctrines of lassitude and renunciation.

Memory says, 'I did that.' Pride replies, 'I could not have done that.' Eventually, memory yields.

The way to transmute your iron duty into gold in everyone's eyes is this: always deliver more than you promise.

When one has finished building one's house, one suddenly realizes that in the process one has learned something that one really needed to know in the worst way - before one began.

When self control is lacking in small things, the ability to apply it to matters of importance withers away. Every day in which one does not at least deny himself some trifle is badly spent and a threat to the day following.

If the all powerful god controls satan he is an accomplice, and if he doesn't, he is not an all powerful god.

Whoever despises himself nonetheless respects himself as one who despises.