We ought to run after crosses as the miser runs after money. . . Nothing but crosses will reassure us at the Day of Judgment When that day shall come, we shall be happy in our misfortunes, proud of our humiliations, and rich in our sacrifices!
JOHN VIANNEYPrayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
More John Vianney Quotes
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Sin is the assassin of the soul.
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If you are attached to the things of this earth, you should give alms sufficient to enable you to punish your avarice by depriving yourself of all that is not absolutely necessary for life.
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All that we do without offering it to God is wasted.
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The Devil writes down our sins – our Guardian Angel all our merits. Labor that the Guardian Angel’s book may be full, and the Devil’s empty.
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Shall we all be saved? Shall we go to Heaven? Alas, my children, we do not know at all! But I tremble when I see so many souls lost these days. See, they fall into Hell as leaves fall from the trees at the approach of winter.
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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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You either belong wholly to the world or wholly to God.
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The pure soul is a beautiful rose, and the Three Divine Persons descend from Heaven to inhale its fragrance.
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When we have been to Holy Communion, the balm of love envelops the soul as the flower envelops the bee.
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How happy is that guardian angel who accompanies a soul to Holy Mass!
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Christian wife! Follow in the footsteps of the ideal of all womanhood, the Blessed Mother of God; in joy and in sorrow, she will be your advocate at the throne of her Son.
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If people would do for God what they do for the world, what a great number of Christians would go to Heaven.
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Only after the Last Judgment will Mary get any rest; from now until then, she is much too busy with her children.
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Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
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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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