Every virtue divorced from thankfulness is maimed and limps along the spiritual road.

God does not comfort us to make us comfortable, but to make us comforters.

Anyone can build a house: we need the Lord for the creation of a home.

It is possible to evade a multitude of sorrows by the cultivation of an insignificant life.

Let us sing even when we do not feel like it, for in this way we give wings to heavy feet and turn weariness into strength.

May my life be like a great hospitable tree, and may weary wanderers find in me a rest.

It is in the field of prayer that life's critical battles are lost or won. We must conquer all our circumstances there. We must first of all bring them there. We must survey them there. We must master them there. In prayer we bring our spiritual enemies into the Presence of God and we fight them there. Have you tried that? Or have you been satisfied to meet and fight your foes in the open spaces of the world?