Loving souls are like paupers. They live on what is given them.

We recognize the action of God in great things: we exclude it in small. We forget that the Lord of eternity is also the Lord of the hour.

We must labor unceasingly to render our piety reasonable, and our reason pious.

Men do not go out to meet misfortune as we do. They learn it; and we--we divine it.

Loving souls are like paupers. They live on what is given them.

God Himself allows certain faults; and often we say, "I have deserved to err; I have deserved to be ignorant.

Travel is the frivolous part of serious lives, and the serious part of frivolous ones.