Silence is the eternal duty of man.
When thus the heart is in a vein Of tender thought, the simplest strain Can touch it with peculiar power.
Cards are war, in disguise of a sport.
A sweet child is the sweetest thing in nature.
My motto is: Contented with little, yet wishing for more.
This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, Theres nothing true but Heaven.
For with G. D. , to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.
. . . All I want to talk about is the oncoming apocalypse in my brain.
The only complete reading is that which transforms the book into a simultaneous network of reciprocal relations.
I was terrified that the wild boar might be attacking my father, and so I prayed to God - if he existed - to protect him and to direct the boar against my uncle instead, who believed in heaven, and therefore was more willing to die.
Our Pastoral solicitude induces us to earnestly protect and preserve in everything and especially in the sacred rites of the Church the best and old norm.