We Call An Intention Good

In Comparing Your Sorrows With Mine, You May Discover That Yours Are In Truth Nought.. And So Shall You Come To Bear Them The More Easily Grateful That They Are Not Worse.

Are You Not Moved To Tears And Bitter Compassion, When You Behold The Only Son Of God Seized By The Most Impious, Dragged Away, Mocked, Scourged, Buffeted, Spit Upon, Crowned With Thorns, Hung Upon The Infamous Cross Between Two Thieves, Finally In Such A Horrible And Execrable Manner Suffering Death, For Your Salvation And That Of The World?

By Doubting We Come To Questioning, And By Questioning We Perceive The Truth.

And Now, My Friend, I Am Going To Expose To You All My Weaknesses. All Men, I Believe, Are Under A Necessity Of Paying Tribute At Some Time Or Other To Love, And It Is Vain To Strive To Avoid It. I Was A Philosopher, Yet This Tyrant Of The Mind Triumphed Over All My Wisdom; His Darts Were Of Greater Force Than All My Reasonings, And With A Sweet Constraint He Led Me Wherever He Pleased.

By Doubting We Are Led To Enquire, And By Enquiry We Perceive The Truth.