Behind a veil, unseen yet present, I was the forceful soul that moved this mighty body.
If I could believe that this was said sincerely, I could put up with anything.
A single word often betrays a great design.
You who love wild passions, flee the holy austerity of my pleasures. All here breathes of God, peace and truth.
How good is God! How sweet his yoke!
A benefit cited by way of reproach is equivalent to an injury.