The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried along to dwell in the blood.
The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried along to dwell in the blood.
If I am given a formula, and I am ignorant of its meaning, it cannot teach me anything, but if I already know it what does the formula teach me?
Bad company is like a nail driven into a post, which, after the first and second blow, may be drawn out with little difficulty; but being once driven up to the head, the pincers cannot take hold to draw it out, but which can only be done by the destruction of the wood.
Repentant tears wash out the stain of guilt.
We make a ladder for ourselves of our vices, if we trample those same vices underfoot.
This world's a bubble.
He who labours, prays.
The honors of this world, what are they but puff, and emptiness, and peril of falling?
Blessedness consists in the accomplishment of our desires, and in our having only regular desires.
In doing what we ought we deserve no praise, because it is our duty.
The verdict of the world is conclusive.
The spiritual virtue of a sacrament is like light; although it passes among the impure, it is not polluted.
The purpose of all war is peace.
He fashioned hell for the inquisitive.
God is best known in not knowing him.
Custom is second nature.
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