You cannot be half a saint; you must be a whole saint or no saint at all.
THERESE OF LISIEUXFor one pain endured with joy, we shall love the good God more forever.
More Therese of Lisieux Quotes
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I want to shine like a little candle before His altar.
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Love proves itself by deeds, so how am I to show my love? Great deeds are forbidden me. The only way I can prove my love is by scattering flowers and these flowers are every little sacrifice, every glance and word, and the doing of the least actions for love.
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I want to give myself totally to Him…I want to live no longer but for Him.
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It is love alone that counts.
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The world’s thy ship and not thy home.
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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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He has created the poor savage with no guide but natural law, and it is to their hearts that He deigns to stoop. They are His wild flowers whose homeliness delights Him.
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Jesus, help me to simplify my life by learning what you want me to be and becoming that person.
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Silence does good to the soul.
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The guest of our soul knows our misery; He comes to find an empty tent within us – that is all He asks.
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I 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.
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How happy I am to see myself as imperfect and to be in need of God’s mercy.
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Perfection consists in doing His will, in being that which He wants us to be.
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When I die, I will send down a shower of roses from the heavens,I will spend my heaven by doing good on earth.
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I prefer the monotony of obscure sacrifice to all ecstasies. To pick up a pin for love can convert a soul.
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