Thou shalt ever joy at eventide if thou spend the day fruitfully.

Love Him, and keep Him for thy Friend, who, when all go away, will not forsake thee, nor suffer thee to perish at the last.

He that seeks here any other thing but simply God and the salvation of his soul, will find nothing but trouble and sorrow.

No confict is so severe as his who labors to subdue himself.

As iron cast into fire loses its rust and becomes glowing white, so he who turns completely to God is stripped of his sluggishness and changed into a new man.

Thou shalt rest sweetly if thy heart condemn thee not.

Our dependence upon God ought to be so entire and absolute that we should never think it necessary, in any kind of distress, to have recourse to human consolations.