The saints are the sinners who keep on trying.

Saints can spring from any soil.

They are not all saints who use holy water.

A saint is a person who does almost everything any other decent person does, only somewhat better and with a totally different motive.

The wonderful thing about saints is that they were human ... Still they went on doggedly blundering toward heaven.

The only thing different between sinners and saints is one is forgiven and the other ain't.

We are content to place a statue of Francis of Assisi in the middle of the birdbath and let the whole business of the saints go at that.