Were you of our faith I should know what to say--a mind so tossed can find repose but in the bosom of retreat, and the punctual practice of piety.

The world, it is well known, has no satisfaction for that class of natures.

Holy men have bidden penitents like you to hasten their path upward by penance, self-denial, and difficult good works.

Tears are given them here for meat and drink--bread of affliction and waters of affliction--their recompence comes hereafter.

It is my own conviction that these impressions under which you are smarting are messengers from God to bring you back to the true Church.