It is idle to play the lyre for an ass.
Vanity is truly the motive power that moves humanity, and it is flattery that greases the wheels.
Playing keys is more than just knowing what notes to play. You have to know about the buttons too.
Woman is the root of all evil.
No athlete is crowned but in the sweat of his brow.
Early impressions are hard to eradicate from the mind. When once wool has been dyed purple, who can restore it to its previous whiteness?
Haste is of the Devil.
Sometimes the character of the mistress is inferred from the dress of her maids.
The laws of Caesar are one thing, those of Christ, another. Papinianus judges one way, our Paul another.
Matrimony is always a vice, all that can be done is to excuse it and sanctify it; therefore it was made a religious sacrament.
Do not marvel at the novelty of the thing, if a Virgin gives birth to God.
Virginity can be lost by a thought.
No created mind, no created heart, no human force is capable of knowing how much love the Heart of Mary had for the Lord.
No one cares to speak to an unwilling listener. An arrow never lodges in a stone: often it recoils upon the sender of it.
Neither Britain, a land fertile in tyrants, nor the people of Ireland, knew Moses and the prophets.
It is no fault of Christianity that a hypocrite falls into sin.
Athletes as a rule are stronger than their backers; yet the weaker presses the stronger to put forth all his efforts.
The best advice I can give you is this. Church tradition – especially when they do not run counter to the Faith – are to be observed in the form in which previous generations have handed them down.
Good, better, best. Never let it rest. ‘Til your good is better and your better is best.
When you believe you are excusing yourself, you are accusing yourself.
When we pray we speak to God; but when we read, God speaks to us.