We are nowhere forbidden to laugh, or be satisfied with food...or to be delighted with music or to drink wine.

Man with all his shrewdness is as stupid about understanding by himself the mysteries of God, as an ass is incapable of understanding musical harmony.

Man's nature, so to speak, is a perpetual factory of idols.

Mingled vanity and pride appear in this, that when miserable men do seek after God, instead of ascending higher than themselves as they ought to do, they measure him by their own carnal stupidity, and neglecting solid inquiry, fly off to indulge their curiosity in vain speculation.

Unless men establish their complete happiness in God, they will never give themselves truly and sincerely to him.

Prayers will never reach God unless they are founded on free mercy.

The Angels are the dispensers and administrators of the Divine beneficence toward us. They regard our safety, undertake our defense, direct our ways, and exercise a constant solicitude that no evil befall us.