Nos fecisti ad te et inquietum est cor nostrum donec requiescat in te.

The weakness of little children's limbs is innocent, not their souls.

Translation: Thou hast made us for Thyself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they rest in Thee.

The good man, though a slave, is free; the wicked, though he reigns, is a slave, and not the slave of a single man, but - what is worse - the slave of as many …