To serve Mary is a mark of eternal salvation to come.
BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUXThe true measure of loving God is to love him without measure.
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Action and contemplation are very close companions; they live together in one house on equal terms. Martha and Mary are sisters.
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How beautiful then is modesty and what a gem among virtues it is.
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The three most important virtues are humility, humility, and humility.
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So far from being able to answer for my sins, I cannot even answer for my righteousness!
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Your actions in passing, pass not away, for every good work is a grain of seed for eternal life.
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Jesus to me is honey in the mouth, music in the ear, a song in the heart.
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Learn the lesson that, if you are to do the work of a prophet, what you need is not a sceptre but a hoe.
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The heart of Christ can be seen through the openings of his wounds. For what can prove to me so clearly as your wounds that you, O Lord Jesus, are sweet & mild & plenteous in mercy.
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Inordinate love for the flesh is cruelty, because under the appearance of pleasing the body, we kill the soul.
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If you would know whether you have made a good confession, ask yourself I you have resolved to abandon your sins.
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Who loves me will love my dog also.
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A truly obedient man does not discriminate between one thing and another, since his only aim is to execute faithfully whatever may be assigned to him.
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God has aroused the spirit of kings and princes to root up from the earth the enemies of the Christian name. Therefore gird yourselves manfully and take up joyful arms for the name of Christ.
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Prostrate, see Thy cross I grasp,And Thy pierced feet I clasp;Gracious Jesus, spurn me not;On me, with compassion fraught.
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Ingratitude is the soul’s enemy… Ingratitude is a burning wind that dries up the source of love, the dew of mercy, the streams of grace.
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