Fortitude is the disposition of soul which enables us to despise all inconveniences and the loss of things not in our power.

Is any man skillful enough to have fashioned himself?

The human race is inquisitive about other people's lives, but negligent to correct their own.

Every day my conscience makes confession relying on the hope of Your mercy as more to be trusted than its own innocence.

Narrow is the mansion of my soul; enlarge Thou it, that Thou mayest enter in. It is ruinous; repair Thou it. It has that within which must offend Thine eyes; I confess and know it. But who shall cleanse it? or to whom should I cry, save Thee? Lord, cleanse me from my secret faults, and spare Thy servant from the power of the enemy. I believe, and therefore do I speak.

What can be hoped for which is not believed?

It is human to err, but it is devilish to remain willfully in error.