Be gentle and kind with every one, and severe with yourself.

To reach something good it is very useful to have gone astray, and thus acquire experience.

How is it that we do not die of love in seeing that God Himself could do no more than shed His divine blood for us drop by drop? When as man He was preparing for death, He made Himself our food in order to give us life. God becomes food, bread for his creatures. Is this not enough to make us die of love?

No one should think or say anything of another which he would not wish thought or said of himself.

This body of ours has one fault: the more you indulge it, the more things it discovers to be essential to it. It is extraordinary how it likes being indulged.

To argue over who is the more noble is nothing more than to dispute whether dirt is better for making bricks or for making mortar.

Be kind to all and severe to thyself.