We should every night call ourselves to an account; What infirmity have I mastered today? What passions opposed? What temptation resisted? What virtue acquired? Our vices will abort of themselves if they be brought every day to the shrift.
Whenever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves, after the first suffering, how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.
In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.
Turbulence is life force. It is opportunity. Let's love turbulence and use it for change.
Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn whatever state I am in, therin to be content
The 'Net is a waste of time, and that's exactly what's right about it.
Temptation rarely comes in working hours. It is in their leisure time that men are made or marred.