The Whole World Is Not Worth One

O My Child, Bethink You That Just As The Bee, Having Gathered Heaven's Dew And Earth's Sweetest Juices From Amid The Flowers, Carries It To Her Hive; So The Priest, Having Taken The Saviour, God's Own Son, Who Came Down From Heaven, The Son Of Mary, Who Sprang Up As Earth's Choicest Flower, From The Altar, Feeds You With That Bread Of Sweetness And Of All Delight.

If You Would Fall Into Any Extreme, Let It Be On The Side Of Gentleness. The Human Mind Is So Constructed That It Resists Rigor, And Yields To Softness.

Pride Dies 20 Minutes After Death.

God Will Either Shield You From Suffering Or Give You Unfailing Strength To Bear It.

Lately I Was Near The Beehives And Some Of The Bees Flew Onto My Face. I Wanted To Raise My Hand, And Brush Them Off. 'no,' Said A Peasant To Me, 'do Not Be Afraid, And Do Not Touch Them. They Will Not Sting You At All, If You Touch Them They Will Bite You.' I Trusted Him; Not One Bit Me. Trust Me; Do Not Fear These Temptations. Do Not Touch Them; They Will Not Hurt You.