Worry Is The Cross Which We Make

Blessed Are The Poor In Spirit." Blessed Are They Who Are Stripped Of Every Thing, Even Of Their Own Wills, That They May No Longer Belong To Themselves.

Our Piety Must Be Weak And Imperfect If It Do Not Conquer Our Fear Of Death.

To Pray Is To Desire; But It Is To Desire What God Would Have Us Desire.

On This Earth All Is Temptation. Crosses Tempt Us By Irritating Our Pride, And Prosperity By Flattering It. Our Life Is A Continual Combat, But One In Which Jesus Christ Fights For Us. We Must Pass On Unmoved, While Temptations Rage Around Us, As The Traveler, Overtaken By A Storm, Simply Wraps His Cloak More Closely About Him, And Pushes On More Vigorously Toward His Destined Home.

All Wars Are Civil Wars, Because All Men Are Brothers.