Prayer is an all-efficient panoply, a treasure undiminished, a mine which is never exhausted, a sky unobscured by clouds, a heaven unruffled by the storm. It is the root, the fountain, the mother of a thousand blessings.

Fasting of the body is food for the soul.

Dost thou wish to receive mercy? Show mercy to thy neighbor.

Glory be to God for all things!

A man does not possess all the gifts, lest he think that grace is nature.

The Eucharist is a fire that inflames us, that, like lions breathing fire, we may retire from the altar being made terrible to the devil.

I do not think there are many among Bishops that will be saved, but many more that perish.