I want to shine like a little candle before His altar.
THERESE OF LISIEUXIf I did not simply live from one moment to another, it would be impossible for me to be patient, but I only look at the present, I forget the past, and I take good care not to forestall the future.
More Therese of Lisieux Quotes
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If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
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For one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever.
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The country in which I live is not my native country, that lies elsewhere, and it must always be the center of my longings.
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Above the clouds the sky is always blue.
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It is my weakness that gives me all my strength.
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Do not fear to tell Jesus that you love Him even without feeling it. That is the way to force Jesus to help you, to carry you like a little child too feeble to walk.
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Our Lord needs from us neither great deeds nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity.
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It isn’t enough to love; we must prove it.
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He has created the poor savage with no guide but natural law, and it is to their hearts that He deigns to stoop. They are His wild flowers whose homeliness delights Him.
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Sufferings gladly borne for others convert more people than sermons.
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Holiness consists simply in doing God’s will, and being just what God wants us to be.
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The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
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What a joy to remember that she is our Mother! Since she loves us and knows our weakness, what have we to fear?
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As the sun shines both on the cedar and the smallest flower, so the Divine sun illumines each soul.
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I prefer the monotony of obscure sacrifice to all ecstasies. To pick up a pin for love can convert a soul.
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