Without stirring abroad One can know the whole world, Without looking out of the window One can see the way of heaven. The further one goes The less one knows.

You are priests not social or political leaders. Let us not be under the illusion that we are serving the Gospel through an exaggerated interest in the wide field of temporal problems.

Men become accustomed to poison by degrees.

It chills my blood to hear the blest Supreme Rudely appealed to on each trifling theme.

Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces I would still plant my apple tree.