“Christians are made, not born.”

Where our work is, there let our joy be.

Two kinds of blindness are easily combined so that those who do not see really appear to see what is not.

Prayer is the one thing that can conquer God.

It is our care for the helpless, our practice of loving kindness, that brands us in the eyes of those who oppose us.

There is strife between God’s ways and human ways; damned by you, we are absolved by God.

He is a man, who is to be a man; the fruit is always present in the seed.

A holy woman may be beautiful by the gift of nature, but she must not give occasion to lust. If beauty be hers, so far from setting it off she ought rather to obscure it.

The flesh feeds on the Body and Blood of Christ that the soul may be fattened on God.

Patience is God’s nature.

Those who fled will fight another time.

Custom without truth is error grown old.

The fact is certain because it is impossible.

If the sky stands still, if the earth quakes, if there is famine, if there is pestilence, at once the cry is raised: Throw the Christians to the lions! So many to one?

Woman is a temple built over a sewer.

It is absolutely forbidden to repay evil with evil.

To forbid birth is only quicker murder.

I’m born to be a father. And I’ve been looking forward to this all my life.

I have been blessed to be born and brought up in Uttarakhand, in the midst of all that snow, plus pure and divine environment.

All my people are from Ireland. I was born in Manchester, but I am Irish.

My family is from Morocco, and I was born and raised in Canada, but I’m an Indian at heart, for sure.

My mum had 14 pregnancies – but only four of us survived. We had a little sister born for a few days and she died. There had to be a funeral.

I feel like I was supposed to be born in the ’90s. Everything from that era needs to come back.

I was born a leader, never a follower. I never felt peer pressure. If the group goes left, I go right.

Hour 36 of labor. I pull at god’s necktie dig a hole at the hospital floor.