We communicate like the burrows of foxes, in silence and darkness, under ground. We are undermined by faith and love.
Every man is the builder of a temple called his body.
Our manners have been corrupted by communication with the saints.
No man loses ever on a lower level by magnanimity on a higher.
if i repent of anything, it is very likely to be my good behavior. what demon possessed me that i behaved so well?
There is always some accident in the best things, whether thoughts or expressions or deeds. The memorable thought, the happy expression, the admirable deed are only partly ours.