God commands you to pray, but forbids you to worry.
JOHN VIANNEYSee, my children, a person who is in a state of sin is always sad. Whatever he does, he is weary and disgusted with every thing; while he who is at peace with God is always happy, always joyous. . . Oh, beautiful life! Oh, beautiful death!
More John Vianney Quotes
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Sin is the assassin of the soul.
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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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All that we do without offering it to God is wasted.
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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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If you find it impossible to pray, hide behind your good Angel and charge him to pray in your stead.
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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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We ought to ask the Blessed Virgin, the angels, and the saints to pray for us that we may receive the good God as worthily as it is possible for us to receive him.
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You either belong wholly to the world or wholly to God.
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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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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!
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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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Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
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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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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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Understand this clearly: if you know how to give, you must know how to pay back. . .
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