Jacob Did Not Cease To

I Would Never Want Any Prayer That Would Not Make The Virtues Grow Within Me.

The Life Of The Spirit Is Not Our Life, But The Life Of God Within Us.

I Thought Of The Soul As Resembling A Castle, Formed Of A Single Diamond Or A Very Transparent Crystal, And Containing Many Rooms, Just As In Heaven There Are Many Mansions.

Oh, How Everything That Is Suffered With Love Is Healed Again!

What Misery To Live In This World! We Are Like Men Whose Enemies Are At The Door, Who Must Not Lay Aside Their Arms, Even While Sleeping Or Eating, And Are Always In Dread Lest The Foe Should Enter The Fortress By Some Breach In The Walls. O My Lord And My All! How Canst Thou Wish Us To Prize Such A Wretched Existence?