Almighty God sends no trial without consolation.
JOHN VIANNEYThe 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.
More John Vianney Quotes
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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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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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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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Understand this clearly: if you know how to give, you must know how to pay back. . .
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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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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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It is always springtime in the heart that loves God.
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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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Upon receiving Holy Communion, the Adorable Blood of Jesus Christ really flows in our veins and His Flesh is really blended with ours.
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How sweet it is to die if one has lived on the Cross!
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All that we do without offering it to God is wasted.
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Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
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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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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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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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