There was the torture of sermons, and that not a slight one, for I was very fond of them.

May God protect me from gloomy saints.

Teach by works more than words.

My father was a man of great charity towards the poor, and compassion for the sick, and also for servants; so much so, that he never could be persuaded to keep slaves, for he pitied them so much: and a slave belonging to one of his brothers being once in his house, was treated by him with as much tenderness as his own children.

It is a most certain truth, that the richer we see ourselves to be, confessing at the same time our poverty, the greater will be our progress, and the more real our humility.

Whoever has God lacks nothing. God alone suffices.

Do you think it is only a little thing to possess a house from which lovely things can be seen?