The Church of Christ has been founded by shedding its own blood, not that of others; by enduring outrage, not by inflicting it. Persecutions have made it grow; martyrdoms have crowned it.

A friend is long sought, hardly found, and with difficulty kept.

The scars of others should teach us caution.

Let us learn upon earth those things which can call us to heaven.

Woman is the gate of the devil, the road to iniquity, the sting of the scorpion, in a word, a dangerous species.

A vice in the heart is an idol on the altar.

My speech is too fast; my oration confused; love knows no order.