A demon holds a book, in which are written the sins of a particular man; an Angel drops on it from a phial, a tear which the sinner had shed in doing a good action, and his sins are washed out. – Alberic, Monk of Monte-Cassino

If we were all like angels, the world would be a heavenly place. – Author Unknown

The angels are so enamoured of the language that is spoken in heaven, that they will not distort their lips with the hissing and unmusical dialects of men, but speak their own, whether there be any who understand it or not. – Ralph Waldo Emerson