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

The provisions of Christ's gospel appear mean and scanty to the world, yet they satisfy all that feed on him in their hearts by faith with thanksgiving.

Men may die like lambs and yet have their place forever with the goats.

Christ died. He left a will in which He gave His soul to His Father, His body to Joseph of Arimathea, His clothes to the soldiers, and His mother to John. But to His disciples, who had left all to follow Him, He left not silver or gold, but something far better-His PEACE!

Many a dangerous temptation comes to us in gay, fine colours, that are but skin-deep.

Days of trouble must be days of prayer.

There are remains of great and good men, which, like this mantle, ought to be gathered up and preserved by the survivors, their sayings, their writings, their examples, that, as their works follow them in the reward of them, they may stay behind in the benefit of them.