To The Irreligious Person Heaven Would Be

It Is Seldom We Have The Heart To Throw Ourselves, If I May So Speak, On The Divine Arm; We Dare Not Trust Ourselves On The Waters, Though Christ Bids Us. We Have Not St. Peter's Love To Ask Leave To Come To Him Upon The Sea. When We Once Are Filled With That Heavenly Charity, We Can Do All Things, Because We Attempt All Things - For To Attempt Is To Do.

Men Will Die Upon Dogma But Will Not Fall Victim To A Conclusion.

Lead, Kindly Light, Amid The Encircling Gloom, Lead Thou Me On.

The Reason Why Christ Is Unknown Today Is Because His Mother Is Unknown.

Let Us Put Ourselves Into His Hands, And Not Be Startled Though He Leads Us By A Strange Way, A Mirabilis Via, As The Church Speaks. Let Us Be Sure He Will Lead Us Right, That He Will Bring Us To That Which Is, Not Indeed What We Think Best, Nor What Is Best For Another, But What Is Best For Us.