The saints had no hatred, no bitterness; they forgive everything and think they deserve much more for their offenses against God.
JOHN VIANNEYThe first thing about the angels that we ought to imitate, is their consciousness of the Presence of God.
More John Vianney Quotes
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All that we do without offering it to God is wasted.
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The Lord is more anxious to forgive our sins than a woman is to carry her baby out of a burning building.
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Prayer is the inner bath of love into which the soul plunges itself.
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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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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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When we have been to Holy Communion, the balm of love envelops the soul as the flower envelops the bee.
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On this path, it is only the first step that counts.
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When the heart is pure and simple it cannot help loving, because it has discovered the source of love which is God.
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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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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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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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Our Guardian Angels are our most faithful friends, because they are with us day and night, always and everywhere. We ought often to invoke them.
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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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You either belong wholly to the world or wholly to God.
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Sin is the assassin of the soul.
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