When I die, I will send down a shower of roses from the heavens,I will spend my heaven by doing good on earth.
THERESE OF LISIEUXThe world’s thy ship and not thy home.
More Therese of Lisieux Quotes
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Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love.
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God would never inspire me with desires which cannot be realized; so in spite of my littleness, I can hope to be a saint.
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Prayer and sacrifice can touch souls better than words.
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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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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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Love needs to be proved by action.
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Jesus needs neither books nor Doctors of Divinity in order to instruct souls; He, the Doctor of Doctors, He teaches without noise of words.
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Jesus does not demand great actions from us, but simply surrender and gratitude.
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Frequently, only silence can express my prayer.
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The value of life does not depend upon the place we occupy. It depends upon the way we occupy that place.
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The world’s thy ship and not thy home.
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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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Each small task of everyday life is part of the total harmony of the universe.
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Let us love, since our heart is made for nothing else.
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A heart given to God loses none of its natural tenderness; on the contrary, the more pure and divine it becomes, the more such tenderness increases.
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