The proud man counts his newspaper clippings, the humble man his blessings.

When a man loves a woman, he has to become worthy of her. The higher her virtue, the more noble her character, the more devoted she is to truth, justice, goodness, the more a man has to aspire to be worthy of her. The history of civilization could actually be written in terms of the level of its women.

Satan stations more devils on monastery walls than in the dens of iniquity, for the latter offer no resistance.

Love is the key to the mystery. Love by its very nature is not selfish, but generous. It seeks not its own, but the good of others. The measure of love is not the pleasure it gives-that is the way the world judges it-but the joy and peace it can purchase for others.

Being is the soul of every concept, of every judgment and of every reasoning.

One becomes more interested in a job of work after the first impulse to drop it has been overcome.

All badness is spoiled goodness. A bad apple is a good apple that became rotten. Because evil has no capital of its own, it is a parasite that feeds on goodness.