Formerly, people used to grieve over the departed, but in our days they grieve over the survivors.

Ten doors are opened if one door be shut: the finger is the interpreter of the dumb man's tongue.

The rosary in the hand, repentance on the lips, and the heart full of sinful longings-sin itself laughs at our repentance!

Peace is in proportion to every pause: observe the difference between to run, to walk, to stand, to sit, to lie, to die.

The life of this transitory world is the expectation of death: to renounce life is to escape from the expectation of annihilation.

Become placeless, for to change this place of water and clay is but to move from one prison to another.

When a man becomes old, his greed becomes young: sleep grows heavy at the time of morning.