Turn a deaf ear to the things that disturb your peace of mind.
Love feels no burden, values no labours, would like to do more than it can do, without excusing itself with impossibility, because it believes that it may and can do all things.
Evil men sprout like weeds in the sun, like weeds that spread all through the garden. Their roots wrap round the stones and hold fast to every rock.
Do not worry about tomorrow, it will have enough worries of its own. There is no need to add to the troubles each day brings.
He who knows how to suffer will enjoy much peace, and he is a conqueror of himself, the lord of the world, the friend of Christ, and an heir of Heaven.