It Is Easier To Mend Neglect Than

The Tired Ox Treads With A Firmer Step.

It Is Hard For The Human Soul Not To Love Something, And Our Mind Must Of Necessity Be Drawn To Some Kind Of Affection.

Who Would Have Believed That The Daughters Of That Mighty City Would One Day Be Wandering As Servants And Slaves On The Shores Of Egypt And Africa, Or That Bethlehem Would Daily Receive Noble Romans, Distinguished Ladies, Brought Up In Wealth And Now Reduced To Beggary? I Cannot Help Them All, But I Grieve And Weep With Them, And Am Completely Absorbed In The Duties Which Charity Imposes On Me. I Have Put Aside My Commentary On Ezekiel And Almost All Study. For Today We Must Translate The Precepts Of The Scriptures Into Deeds; Instead Of Speaking Saintly Words, We Must Act Them.

Be Ever Engaged, So That Whenever The Devil Calls He May Find You Occupied.

Quick Enough, If Good Enough.