It is futile to wish for a long life, and then to give so little care to living well.

Man proposes, but God disposes.

How should thy patience be crowned in heaven if none adversity should befall to thee in earth? If thou wilt suffer none adversity how mayest thou be the friend of Christ?

What most of all hinders heavenly consolation is that you are too slow in turning yourself to prayer.

What difference does it make to you what someone else becomes, or says, or does? You do not need to answer for others, only for yourself.

You are a man, not God; you are human, not an angel. How can you expect to remain always in a constant state of virtue, when this was not possible even for an angel of Heaven, nor for the first man in the Garden?

Though weary, it is not tired: though pressed it is not straightened; though alarmed, it is not confounded; but as a living flame it forces itself upwards and securely passes through all.