True Humility Scarcely Ever Utters Words Of

The Truly Patient Man Neither Complains Of His Hard Lot Nor Desires To Be Pitied By Others. He Speaks Of His Sufferings In A Natural, True, And Sincere Way, Without Murmuring, Complaining, Or Exaggerating Them.

Many Great Persons Have Been Of Opinion That Love Is No Other Thing Than Complacency Itself, In Which They Have Had Much Appearance Of Reason. For Not Only Does The Movement Of Love Take Its Origin From The Complacency Which The Heart Feels At The First Approach Of Good, And Find Its End In A Second Complacency Which Returns To The Heart By Union With The Thing Beloved--but Further, It Depends For Its Preservation On This Complacency, And Can Only Subsist Through It As Through Its Mother And Nurse; So That As Soon As The Complacency Ceases, Love Ceases.

Let Us Be What God Likes, So Long As We Are His, And Let Us Not Be What We Want To Be, If It Is Against His Intention.

Hell Is Full Of Good Intentions And Wills.

Obedience Is A Virtue Of So Excellent A Nature, That Our Lord Was Pleased To Mark Its Observance Upon The Whole Course Of His Life; Thus He Often Says, He Did Not Come To Do His Own Will, But That Of His Heavenly Father.