The saints rejoiced at injuries and persecutions, because in forgiving them they had something to present to God when they prayed to Him.
For prayer is nothing else than being on terms of friendship with God.
It is love alone that gives worth to all things.
But the fact is, things always seem to come slowly when you are longing for them.
Seldom or never is a poor man honored by the world; however worthy of honor he may be, he is apt rather to be despised by it.
It is the nature of love to work in a thousand different ways.