But for money and the need of it, there would not be half the friendship in the world. It is powerful for good if divinely used. Give it plenty of air and it is sweet as the hawthorn; shut it up and it cankers and breeds worms.

Every soul has a landscape that changes with the wind that sweeps the sky, with the clouds that return after its rain.

Thou art beautiful because God created thee, but thou art a slave to sin... wickedness has made you ugly.

We can walk without fear, full of hope and courage and strength to do His will, waiting for the endless good which He is always giving as fast as He can get us able to take it in.

It is only by loving a thing that you can make it yours.

But when we are following the light, even its extinction is a guide.

He who seeks the Father more than anything He can give, is likely to have what he asks, for he is not likely to ask amiss.