The Whole World Is Not Worth One

Let Us Run To Mary, And, As Her Little Children, Cast Ourselves Into Her Arms With A Perfect Confidence.

The Damned Are In The Abyss Of Hell, As Within A Woeful City, Where They Suffer Unspeakable Torments, In All Their Senses And Members, Because As They Have Employed All Their Senses And Their Members In Sinning, So Shall They Suffer In Each Of Them The Punishment Due To Sin.

Many Great Persons Have Been Of Opinion That Love Is No Other Thing Than Complacency Itself, In Which They Have Had Much Appearance Of Reason. For Not Only Does The Movement Of Love Take Its Origin From The Complacency Which The Heart Feels At The First Approach Of Good, And Find Its End In A Second Complacency Which Returns To The Heart By Union With The Thing Beloved--but Further, It Depends For Its Preservation On This Complacency, And Can Only Subsist Through It As Through Its Mother And Nurse; So That As Soon As The Complacency Ceases, Love Ceases.

Where There Is Peace And Meditation, There Is Neither Anxiety Nor Doubt.

Examine From Time To Time What Are The Dominant Passions Of Your Soul, And Having Ascertained This, Mold Your Life, So That In Thought, Word, And Deed You May As Far As Possible Counteract Them.