They, Then, Who Are Destined To Die,

Thou Hast Created Us For Thyself, And Our Heart Is Not Quiet Until It Rests In Thee.

He Who Made Thee Is Made In Thee. He Is Made In Thee Through Whom You Were Made.... Give Milk, O Mother, To Him Who Is Our Food; Give Milk To The Bread That Comes Down From Heaven.

Fortitude Is The Disposition Of Soul Which Enables Us To Despise All Inconveniences And The Loss Of Things Not In Our Power.

We Enjoy Some Gratification When Our Good Friends Die; For Though Their Death Leaves Us In Sorrow, We Have The Consolatory Assurance That They Are Beyond The Ills By Which In This Life Even The Best Of People Are Broken Down Or Corrupted.

Temperance Is Love Surrendering Itself Wholly To Him Who Is Its Object; Courage Is Love Bearing All Things Gladly For The Sake Of Him Who Is Its Object; Justice Is Love Serving Only Him Who Is Its Object, And Therefore Rightly Ruling; Prudence Is Love Making Wise Distinction Between What Hinders And What Helps Itself.