A slight failing in one virtue is enough to put all the others to sleep.

How poor is the wisdom of men, and how uncertain their forecast!

What friends or kindred can be so close and intimate as the powers of our soul, which, whether we will or no, must ever bear us company?

We always find that those who walked closest to Christ were those who had to bear the greatest trials.

Christ moves along the pots and pans.

A soul which gives itself to prayer, either much or little, should on no account be kept within narrow bounds.

The best thing must be to flee from all to the All.