How sweet it is to die if one has lived on the Cross!
JOHN VIANNEYHave you been working on Sunday? Have you been buying or selling without necessity in the course of this holy day? Give to the poor some alms which will exceed the profit you have made.
More John Vianney Quotes
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If only we could see the joy of our guardian angel when he sees us fighting our temptations!
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A priest goes to Heaven or a priest goes to Hell with a thousand people behind.
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The virtue of obedience makes the will supple… It inspires the courage with which to fulfill the most difficult tasks.
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How happy is that guardian angel who accompanies a soul to Holy Mass!
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Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
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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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God commands you to pray, but forbids you to worry.
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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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The pure soul is a beautiful rose, and the Three Divine Persons descend from Heaven to inhale its fragrance.
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I thought a time would come when people would rout me out of Ars with sticks, when the Bishop would suspend me, and I should end my days in prison. I see, however, that I am not worthy of such a grace.
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It is always springtime in the heart that loves God.
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If you invoke the Blessed Virgin when you are tempted, she will come at once to your help, and Satan will leave you.
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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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When our hands have touched spices, they give fragrance to all they handle. Let us make our prayers pass through the hands of the Blessed Virgin. She will make them fragrant.
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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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