As if men did not die fast enough, they are ingenious at finding out ways to destroy one another.

I would think it a greater happiness to gain one soul to Christ than mountains of silver and gold to myself.

Conscience is that candle of the Lord which was not quite put out.

Love is the root; obedience is the fruit.

The prayers and supplications that Christ offered up were, joined with strong cries and tears, herein setting us example not only to pray, but to be fervent and importunate in prayer. How many dry prayers, how few wet ones, do we offer up to God!

It is common for those that are farthest from God, to boast themselves most of their being near to the Church.

The greatest of men must turn beggars when they have to do with Christ.