“Now we allow that life begins with conception, because we contend that the soul also begins from conception; life taking its commencement at the same moment and place that the soul does.”

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.

Christians are made, not born.

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.

It is certainly no part of religion to compel religion.

Prayer shouldn’t be casual or sporadic, dictated only by the needs of the moment. Prayer should be as much a part of our lives as breathing.

I dreamed about these moments, and I think I hoped I would have them, but you don’t know. So when the lucky break hits, it’s like being Cinderella and hopefully midnight doesn’t come.

Cat’s are unpredictable. It is a fine line between the cure, inquisitive and innocent creature resting on our lap and the hissing, spitting and deranged banshee it might become at any moment. This is why we’re trying always to win their love.

The moment you come to trust chaos, you see God clearly. Chaos is divine order, versus human order. Change is divine order, versus human order. When the chaos becomes safety to you, then you know you’re seeing God clearly.

Exhaust the little moment soon it dies.

Every moment comes to you pregnant with divine purpose. Once it leaves your hands and your power to do with it as you please, it plunges into eternity, to remain forever what you made it.

It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.

Our life is a time in which sadness and joy kiss each other at every moment.