The child taught to believe any occurrence a good or evil omen, or any day of the week lucky, hath a wide inroad made upon the soundness of his understanding.

Earth, thou great footstool of our God, who reigns on high; thou fruitful source of all our raiment, life, and food; our house, our parent, and our nurse.

Dear Lord. I give myself away. I've nothing else to give.

Forbid it Lord that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God: All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood.

He rules the world with truth and grace, and makes the nations prove, the glories of His righteousness and wonders of His love.

A hermit who has been shut up in his cell in a college has contracted a sort of mould and rust upon his soul.

The passions are the gales of life; and it is religion only that can prevent them from rising into a tempest.