He (god) Never Comes To Those Who

Kind Words Are The Music Of The World. They Have A Power Which Seems To Be Beyond Natural Causes, As If They Were Some Angel's Song Which Had Lost Its Way And Come To Earth.

We Must Have Passed Through Life Unobservantly, If We Have Never Perceived That A Man Is Very Much Himself What He Thinks Of Others.

For Right Is Right, Since God Is God.

For Children Is There Any Happiness Which Is Not Also Noise?

The Blessed Sacrament Is The Magnet Of Souls. There Is A Mutual Attraction Between Jesus And The Souls Of Men. Mary Drew Him Down From Heaven. Our Nature Attracted Him Rather Than The Nature Of Angels. Our Misery Caused Him To Stoop To Our Lowness. Even Our Sins Had A Sort Of Attraction For The Abundance Of His Mercy And The Predilection Of His Grace. Our Repentance Wins Him To Us. Our Love Makes Earth A Paradise To Him; And Our Souls Lure Him As Gold Lures The Miser, With Irresistible Fascination