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The saints had no hatred, no bitterness; they forgive everything and think they deserve much more for their offenses against God.

John Vianney

When we have been to Holy Communion, the balm of love envelops the soul as the flower envelops the bee.
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Envelope Holy Love Soul
On this path, it is only the first step that counts.
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Count Path Step
Our body is a vessel of corruption; it is meant for death and for the worms, nothing more! And yet we devote ourselves to satisfying it, rather than to enriching our soul, which is so great that we can conceive nothing greater – no, nothing, nothing!
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Body Corruption Death Devotion Greatness Satisfaction Soul
There is nothing so great as the Eucharist. If God had something more precious, He would have given it to us.
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God Greatness Ourselves Precious
Humility is like a pair of scales: the lower one side falls, the higher rises the other. Let us humble ourselves like the Blessed Virgin and we shall be exalted.
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Blessing Fall Humility Side
The saints had no hatred, no bitterness; they forgive everything and think they deserve much more for their offenses against God.
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Bitter Deserve Forgiveness God Hate Offend
Oh, how I like those little mortifications that are seen by nobody, such as rising a quarter of an hour sooner, rising for a little while in the night to pray!
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Myself Night Prayer Rise See
The man of impure speech is a person whose lips are but an opening and a supply pipe which hell uses to vomit its impurities upon the earth.
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Earth Hell Impurity Man Person
I thought a time would come when people would rout me out of Ars with sticks, when the Bishop would suspend me, and I should end my days in prison. I see, however, that I am not worthy of such a grace.
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Day Myself People Prison Suspend Thinking Time Worth
How sweet it is to die if one has lived on the Cross!
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Death Live Religious Sweet
There were two saints in the desert, who had sewed thorns into all their clothes; and we seek for nothing but comfort!
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Clothes Comfortable Desert
All that we do without offering it to God is wasted.
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God Offering Religious Waste
If you find it impossible to pray, hide behind your good Angel and charge him to pray in your stead.
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Goodness Impossible Prayer Yourself
When we receive Holy Communion, we experience something extraordinary – a joy, a fragrance, a well-being that thrills the whole body and causes it to exalt.
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Body Experience Fragrance Holy Joy Thrill
A priest goes to Heaven or a priest goes to Hell with a thousand people behind.
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Heaven People Priest
Sin is the assassin of the soul.
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Death One Liner Sin Soul

The saints had no hatred, no bitterness; they forgive everything and think they deserve much more for their offenses against God.

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