Perfection consists in doing His will, in being that which He wants us to be.
The country in which I live is not my native country, that lies elsewhere, and it must always be the center of my longings.
I realized that to become a saint one must suffer a great deal, always seek what is best, and forget oneself.
My 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.
For me, prayer means launching out of the heart towards God; it means lifting up one's eyes, quite simply, to heaven, a cry of grateful love, from the crest of joy or the trough of despair; it's a vast, supernatural force which opens out my heart, and binds me close to Jesus.
How can the good God Who loves us so much, be happy when we suffer? Never does our suffering make Him happy; but it is necessary for us, and so He sends it to us while, as it were, turning away His Face. . . I assure you that it costs Him dearly to fill us with bitterness.
Look at His adorable face. Look at His glazed and sunken eyes. Look at His wounds. Look Jesus in the Face. There, you will see how He loves us.
I know now that true charity consists in bearing all our neighbors'defects--not being surprised at their weakness, but edified at their smallest virtues.
It is love alone that counts.
i can nourish myself on nothing but truth
He [Jesus] has no need of our works but only of our love.
Jesus needs neither books nor Doctors of Divinity in order to instruct souls; He, the Doctor of Doctors, He teaches without noise of words.
Trust and trust alone should lead us to love
Frequently, only silence can express my prayer.
(Her last words) Oh! I love Him! My God, I love You!
I will spend my heaven doing good on earth.
The good God would not inspire unattainable desires.
I want to give myself totally to Him...I want to live no longer but for Him.
I would prefer a thousand times to receive reproofs than to give them to others.
He longs to give us a magnificent reward. He knows that suffering is the only means of preparing us to know Him as He knows Himself, and to become ourselves divine.
It's true, I suffer a great deal-but do I suffer well? That is the question.
At this time I choseas friends two little girls of my own age; but how shallow are the hearts of creatures! Oneof them had to stay at home for some months; while she was away I thought about her veryoften, and on her return I showed how pleased I was. However, all I got was a glance of indifference-my friendship was not appreciated. I felt this very keenly, and I no longer soughtan affection which had proved so inconstant. Nevertheless I still love my little school friend,and continue to pray for her, for God has given me a faithful heart, and when once I love,I love for ever.
The science of loving, yes, that's the only kind of science I want I'd barter away everything I possess to win it.
At the time of Holy Communion I sometimes picture my soul under the figure of a little child of three or four years, who at play has got its hair tossed and its clothes soiled. These misfortunes have befallen me in battling with souls. But very soon the Blessed Virgin hastens to my aid: quickly, she takes off my dirty little pinafore, smoothes my hair and adorns it with a pretty ribbon or simply with a little flower... and this suffices to render me pleasing and enables me to sit at the Banquet of Angels without blushing.
She is more Mother than Queen.
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