How Is It, Lord, That We Are

While The Soul Is In Mortal Sin, Nothing Can Profit It; None Of Its Good Works Merit An Eternal Reward, Since They Do Not Proceed From God As Their First Principle, And By Him Alone Is Our Virtue Real Virtue.

Happy The Heart Where Love Has Come To Birth.

Life Is A Night Spent In An Uncomfortable Inn.

His Majesty [the Lord] . . . Rewards Great Services With Trials, And There Can Be No Better Reward, For Out Of Trials Springs Love For God.

What A Great Favor God Does To Those He Places In The Company Of Good People!