Let us leave a little room for reflection in our lives, room too for silence. Let us look within ourselves and see whether there is some delightful hidden place inside where we can be free of noise and argument. Let us hear the Word of God in stillness and perhaps we will then come to understand it.

Why is it that man desires to be made sad, beholding doleful and tragical things, which yet himself would by no means suffer?

Love is ever new because it never groweth old.

Whoever, then, thinks that he understands the Holy Scriptures, or any part of them, but puts such an interpretation upon them as does not tend to build up this twofold love of God and our neighbor, does not yet understand them as he ought.

Custom is second nature.

When we read a book, our most essential trait - imagination - is given the opportunity to soar.

The sufficiency of my merit is to know that my merit is not sufficient.