To a brave man, good and bad luck are like his right and left hand. He uses both.

Nothing great is ever achieved without much enduring.

The poison of selfishness destroys the world.

In the light of faith I am strong, constant, and persevering.

As the hart desires the spring of living water, so my soul desires to leave the prison of this dark body and see You in truth.

Feast of Catherine of Siena, Mystic, Teacher, 1380 O abyss, O eternal Godhead, O sea profound, what more could you give me than yourself? You are the fire that burns without being consumed; you consume in your heat all the soul's self-love; you are the fire which takes away cold; with your light you illuminate me so that I may know all your truth. Clothe me, clothe me with yourself, eternal truth, so that I may run this mortal life with true obedience, and with the light of your most holy faith.