Woe to me if I should prove myself but a halfhearted soldier in the service of my thorn-crowned Captain.

I am sent to you to confute, not to embrace your heresy. The Catholic religion is the faith of all ages, I fear not death. . . Pardon my enemies, O Lord: blinded by passion they know not what they do. Lord Jesus, have mercy on me. Mary, Mother of God, succor me!

It is because of faith that we exchange the present for the future.