He rides pleasantly enough whom the grace of God carries.

A life without purpose is a languid, drifting thing; Every day we ought to review our purpose, saying to ourselves: This day let me make a sound beginning, for what we have hitherto done is naught!

Learned arguments do not make a man holy and righteous, whereas a good life makes him dear to God.

Dispose thyself to patience rather than to comfort, and to the bearing of the cross rather than to gladness.

Ah, Lord God, thou holy lover of my soul, when thou comest into my heart, all that is within me shall rejoice.

Grant me prudently to avoid him that flatters me, and to endure patiently him that contradicts me.

Thou wilt always rejoice in the evening, if thou spend the day profitably.