Understand this clearly: if you know how to give, you must know how to pay back. . .
JOHN VIANNEYChristian 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.
More John Vianney Quotes
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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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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 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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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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How happy is that guardian angel who accompanies a soul to Holy Mass!
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When we receive Holy Communion, we experience something extraordinary – a joy, a fragrance, a well-being that thrills the whole body and causes it to exalt.
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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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Do not try to please everybody. Try to please God, the angels, and the saints – they are your public.
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The first thing about the angels that we ought to imitate, is their consciousness of the Presence of God.
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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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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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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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Almighty God sends no trial without consolation.
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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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