Old age is not one of the beauties of creation, but it is one of its harmonies.
He who has never denied himself for the sake of giving has but glanced at the joys of charity.
Our vanity is the constant enemy of our dignity.
Indulgence is lovely in the sinless; toleration, adorable in the pious and believing heart.
The very might of the human intellect reveals its limits.
The root of sanctity is sanity. A man must be healthy before he can be holy. We bathe first, and then perfume.