This world's a bubble.
We make a ladder for ourselves of our vices, if we trample those same vices underfoot.
The purpose of all war is peace.
The soul, which is spirit, can not dwell in dust; it is carried along to dwell in the blood.
The spiritual virtue of a sacrament is like light; although it passes among the impure, it is not polluted.
The verdict of the world is conclusive.
He fashioned hell for the inquisitive.
He who labours, prays.