What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.[What is a sorrow? A feeling whose benefits have not yet been discovered]
Our faith comes in moments; our vice is habitual.
Everything in nature goes by law, and not by luck.
Divine persons are character born, or, to borrow a phrase from Napoleon, they are victory organized.
Curiosity is lying in wait for every secret.
By the irresistible maturing of the general mind, the Christian traditions have lost their hold.