Living Nature, not dull art Shall plan my ways and rule my Heart.

With Christians, a poetical view of things is a duty. We are bid to color all things with hues of faith, to see a divine meaning in every event.

How can we feel our need of His help, or our dependence on Him, or our debt to Him, or the nature of His gift to us, unless we know ourselves.... This is why many in this age (and in every age) become infidels, heretics, schismatics, disloyal despisers of the Church.... They have never had experience of His power and love, because they have never known their own weakness and need.

The love of our private friends is the only preparatory exercise for the love of all men.

Health of body and mind is a great blessing, if we can bear it.

I wonder what day I shall die on - one passes year by year over one's death day, as one might pass over one's grave.

Great things are done by devotion to one idea.