Let our lives be good, and the times are good. We make our times; such as we are, such are the times.

In the house of God there is never ending festival; the angel choir makes eternal holiday; the presence of God's face gives joy that never fails.

If faith fails, prayer perishes.

You have been professing yourself reluctant to throw off your load of illusion because truth was uncertain. Well, it is certain now, yet the burden still weighs you down, while other people are given wings on freer shoulders, people who have not worn themselves out with research, nor spent a decade and more reflecting on these questions.

God grants us not always what we ask so as to bestow something preferable.

Nothing so casts down the manly mind from it's height as the fondling of women and those bodily contacts which belong to the married state.

Love has reasons that reason knows not.