The country in which I live is not my native country, that lies elsewhere, and it must always be the center of my longings.
THERESE OF LISIEUXMy vocation, at last I have found it; my vocation is love.
More Therese of Lisieux Quotes
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Miss 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.
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I realized that to become a saint one must suffer a great deal, always seek what is best, and forget oneself.
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Love consumes us only in the measure of our self-surrender.
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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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Suffering is the very best gift He has to give us. He gives it only to His chosen friends.
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Prayer for me is an updward leap of the heart
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In trial or difficulty I have recourse to Mother Mary, whose glance alone is enough to dissipate every fear.
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Nothing’s done well when it’s done out of self-interest.
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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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Jesus does not demand great actions from us, but simply surrender and gratitude.
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Life is only a dream: soon, we shall awaken. And what joy! The greater our sufferings, the more limitless our glory. Oh! do not let us waste the trial Jesus sends.
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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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Let us not be justices of the peace, but angels of peace.
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The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.
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Nobody is a good judge in his own cause!
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