HUMAN passions, though conquered a thousand times, never die. The human soul is a garden in which useless and noxious weeds constantly spring up; we must, therefore, by the practice of holy mortification, continually hold the mattock in our hands, to root them up; otherwise our souls will become a wild, uncultivated waste, covered with briars and thorns.
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From Thoughts from St Alphonsus for Every Day
Compiled by Rev. C. McNeiry, C.SS.R.
Imprimatur: Joseph Hull, C.SS.R., Prov. Angl. Sup.
Nihil Obstat: Innocentlus Apap, O.P., S.T.M., Censor Deptutatus.
Imprimatur: Edm. Can. Surmont, Vicarius Generalis.
Westmonasterii, Die 9a Junii, 1927.
First published 1927
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