I realized that to become a saint one must suffer a great deal, always seek what is best, and forget oneself.
THERESE OF LISIEUXSuffering is the very best gift He has to give us. He gives it only to His chosen friends.
More Therese of Lisieux Quotes
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Jesus needs neither books nor Doctors of Divinity in order to instruct souls; He, the Doctor of Doctors, He teaches without noise of words.
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Let us not be justices of the peace, but angels of peace.
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Holiness is a disposition of the heart that makes us humble and little in the arms of God, aware of our weakness, and confident – in the most audacious way – in His Fatherly goodness.
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Love consumes us only in the measure of our self-surrender.
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Love is a universe of its own, comprising all time and space.
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The science of loving, yes, that’s the only kind of science I want I’d barter away everything I possess to win it.
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For me, prayer is a surge of the heart; it is a simple look turned toward heaven, it is a cry of recognition and of love, embracing both trial and joy.
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Perfect love means putting up with other peoples shortcomings, feeling no surprise at their weaknesses, finding encouragement even in the slightest evidence of good qualities in them.
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Our Lord needs from us neither great deeds nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity.
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Nobody is a good judge in his own cause!
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If I did not simply live from one moment to another, it would be impossible for me to be patient, but I only look at the present, I forget the past, and I take good care not to forestall the future.
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He does not call those who are worthy, but those whom He wills.
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The loveliest materpiece of the heart of God is the love of a Mother.
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The world’s thy ship and not thy home.
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If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
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