The Most Essential Point Is

There Is A Set Of Religious, Or Rather Moral, Writings Which Teach That Virtue Is The Certain Road To Happiness, And Vice To Misery In This World. A Very Wholesome And Comfortable Doctrine, And To Which We Have But One Objection, Namely, That It Is Not True.

Simplicity Brings Back The Joys Of Paradise. Not That We Have Pure Pleasure Without A Moment's Suffering, But When We Are Surrendered To God, We Are Not Grasping For Pleasure, And Even Our Troubles Are Received With Thanksgiving. This Inner Harmony, And This Deliverance From Fear And The Tormenting Desires Of Self, Create A Satisfaction In The Soul Which Is Above All The Intoxicating Joys Of This World Put Together.

Trouble And Perplexity Drive Me To Prayer, And Prayer Drives Away Perplexity And Trouble.

Even If No Command To Pray Had Existed, Our Very Weakness Would Have Suggested It.

Worry Is The Cross Which We Make For Ourselves By Over Anxiety.