What is lovely never dies, But passes into other loveliness.
When one has love for God, one doesn’t feel any physical attraction to wife, children, relatives and friends. One retains only compassion for them.
A habit leads a man so gently in the beginning that he does not perceive he is led – with what silken threads and down what pleasant avenues it leads him! By and by, the soft silk threads become iron chains, and the pleasant avenues Avernus!
If you must be mad, be it not for the things of the world. Be mad with the love of God.
A man may do worse than make what the world calls a not wholly happy marriage.
Unalloyed love of God is the essential thing. All else is unreal.
The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.
What is newest to one in foreign countries is not always the people, but their surroundings, and those same little details of life and circumstance which make no impression on a man in his own land until he returns to it after a prolonged absence, and then they stand out very sharply for a while.
There is no man at once so unselfish and selfish as a man in love.
When the divine vision is attained, all appear equal; and there remains no distinction of good and bad, or of high and low.