It Is Better To Die Than To

Carefully Purify Your Conscience From Daily Faults; Suffer No Sin To Dwell In Your Heart; Small As It May Seem, It Obscures The Light Of Grace, Weighs Down The Soul, And Hinders That Constant Communion With Jesus Christ Which It Should Be Your Pleasure To Cultivate.

There Is No True And Constant Gentleness Without Humility. While We Are So Fond Of Ourselves, We Are Easily Offended With Others. Let Us Be Persuaded That Nothing Is Due To Us, And Then Nothing Will Disturb Us. Let Us Often Think Of Our Own Infirmities, And We Will Become Indulgent Towards Those Of Others.

If We Had Strength And Faith Enough To Trust Ourselves Entirely To God; And Follow Him Simply Wherever He Should Lead Us, We Should Have No Need Of Any Great Effort Of Mind To Reach Perfection.

I Would Have No Desire Other Than To Accomplish Thy Will. Teach Me To Pray; Pray Thyself In Me.

O God, The Creature Knows Not To What End Thou Hast Made Him; Teach Him, And Write In The Depths Of His Soul That The Clay Must Suffer Itself To Be Shaped At The Will Of The Potter.