I felt it better to speak to God than about Him.
THERESE OF LISIEUXI felt it better to speak to God than about Him.
THERESE OF LISIEUXThe world’s thy ship and not thy home.
THERESE OF LISIEUXEach small task of everyday life is part of the total harmony of the universe.
THERESE OF LISIEUXI prefer to be accused unjustly, for then I have nothing to reproach myself with, and joyfully offer this to the good Lord. Then I humble myself at the thought that I am indeed capable of doing the thing of which I have been accused.
THERESE OF LISIEUXWhose hands are God’s hands, but our hands?
THERESE OF LISIEUXJesus needs neither books nor Doctors of Divinity in order to instruct souls; He, the Doctor of Doctors, He teaches without noise of words.
THERESE OF LISIEUXHoliness 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.
THERESE OF LISIEUXI prefer the monotony of obscure sacrifice to all ecstasies. To pick up a pin for love can convert a soul.
THERESE OF LISIEUXMiss no single opportunity of making some small sacrifice, here by a smiling look, there by a kindly word; always doing the smallest right and doing it all for love.
THERESE OF LISIEUXOur Lord needs from us neither great deeds nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity.
THERESE OF LISIEUXFor one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever.
THERESE OF LISIEUXAbove the clouds the sky is always blue.
THERESE OF LISIEUXHow happy I am to see myself as imperfect and to be in need of God’s mercy.
THERESE OF LISIEUXMy whole strength lies in prayer and sacrifice, these are my invincible arms; they can move hearts far better than words, I know it by experience.
THERESE OF LISIEUXFor 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.
THERESE OF LISIEUXIf every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
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