There is no immunity from the consequences of sin; punishment is swift and sure to one and all.

Our blessings are the least heeded, because the most common events of life.

How white are the fair robes of Charity as she walketh amid the lowly habitations of the poor!

It is what we give up, not what we lay up, that adds to our lasting store.

That kind of discipline whose pungent severity is in the manifestations of paternal love, compassion, and tenderness is the most sure of its object.

True charity is spontaneous and finds its own occasion; it is never the offspring of importunity, nor of emulation.

None but the guilty know the withering pains of repentance.