Reason is the greatest enemy that faith has; it never comes to the aid of spiritual things, but more frequently than not struggles against the divine Word, treating with contempt all that emanates from God.
Every evening brings us nearer God.
I do not admit that my doctrine can be judged by anyone.
Blood alone moves the wheels of history.
We are but the instruments or assistants, by whom God works.
There is no rustic so rude but that, if he dreams or fancies anything, it must be the whisper of the Holy Ghost, and he himself a prophet.