And if our enemy wins anything from our falling, for that is his pleasure, he loses a great deal more in our rising by love and meekness. And this glorious rising is a great sorrow and pain to him, and such is his hate for our soul, that he burns continually in envy. And all the sorrow he would inflict on us, shall be turned on him self. And for this reason our Lord scorned him, and it made me laugh loudly.
