Wisdom views with an indifferent eye all finite joys, all blessings born to die.

The ingenuity of self-deception is inexhaustible.

A slowness to applaud betrays a cold temper or an envious spirit.

If faith produce no works, I see That faith is not a living tree. Thus faith and works together grow, No separate life they never can know. They're soul and body, hand and heart, What God hath joined, let no man part.

Those who want nothing are apt to forget how many there are who want every thing.

It is a sober truth that people who live only to amuse themselves work harder at the task than most people do in earning their daily bread.

The secret heart is fair devotion's temple; there the saint, even on that living altar, lights the flame of purest sacrifice, which burns unseen, not unaccepted.