Souls never die, but always on quitting one abode pass to another. All things change, nothing perishes. The soul passes hither and thither, occupying now this body, now that... As a wax is stamped with certain figures, then melted, then stamped anew with others, yet it is always the same wax. So, the Soul being always the same, yet wears at different times different forms.

It is required to find the infinitely big inside what's infinitely small to feel the presence of God.

It is difficult to walk at one and the same time many paths of life.

Souls never die, but always on quitting one abode pass to another. All things change, nothing perishes. The soul passes hither and thither, occupying now this body, now that... As a wax is stamped with certain figures, then melted, then stamped anew with others, yet it is always the same wax. So, the Soul being always the same, yet wears at different times different forms.

In this theater of man's life, it is reserved only for God and angels to be lookers-on.

Concern should drive us into action and not into a depression. No man is free who cannot control himself.

Reason is immortal, all else mortal.