Man Proposes, But God Disposes.

Few Spirits Are Made Better By The Pain And Languor Of Sickness; As Few Great Pilgrims Become Eminent Saints.

Love Flies, Runs, And Rejoices; It Is Free And Nothing Can Hold It Back.

In The Cross Is Salvation; In The Cross Is Life; In The Cross Is Protection Against Our Enemies; In The Cross Is Infusion Of Heavenly Sweetness; In The Cross Is Strength Of Mind; In The Cross Is Joy Of Spirit; In The Cross Is Excellence Of Virtue; In The Cross Is Perfection Of Holiness. There Is No Salvation Of Soul, Nor Hope Of Eternal Life, Save In The Cross.

Why Seekest Thou Rest, Since Thou Art Born To Labor? [lat., Cur Quaeris Quietem, Quam Natus Sis Ad Laborem?]

Ah, Lord God, Thou Holy Lover Of My Soul, When Thou Comest Into My Heart, All That Is Within Me Shall Rejoice.