The end then of learning is to repair the ruins of our first parents by regaining to know God aright, and out of that knowledge to love him, to imitate him, to be like him, as we may the nearest by possessing our souls of true virtue, which being united to the heavenly grace of faith makes up the highest perfection.

Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men; Unless there be who think not God at all.

For other things mild Heav'n a time ordains, And disapproves that care, though wise in show, That with superfluous burden loads the day, And when God sends a cheerful hour, refrains.

Goodness thinks no ill Where no ill seems.

These are thy glorious works, Parent of good!

A good principle not rightly understood may prove as hurtful as a bad.

Every cloud has a silver lining.