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How beautiful she is, Our Lady of compassion! How dear! How utterly unselfish! How filled with joy for Him - and us - in the depths of her own agony and desolation!

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Alphonsus Liguori
Age: 90 †
Born: 1696
Born: September 27
Died: 1787
Died: August 9
Catholic Priest
Composer
Lawyer
Poet
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Napoli
Alfonso Maria de'
saint Liguori
Alfonso Maria de' Liguori
Alphonsus Mary Antony John Cosmas Damian Michael Gaspard de' Liguori Liguori
St. Alphonse Maria di Liguori
Alphonsus Liguori
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It often happens that we pray God to deliver us from some dangerous temptation, and yet that God does not hear us, but permits the temptation to continue troubling us. In such a case, let us understand that God permits even this for our greater good.
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There is a practice that is most powerful in keeping us united with God. That practice is the constant recollection of His presence.
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A true servant of Mary cannot be lost.
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Let us make up for lost time. Let us give to God the time that remains to us.
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The saved are few, but we must live with the few if we would be saved with the few. O God, too few indeed they are: yet amongst those few I wish to be!
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Mary having co-operated in our redemption with so much glory to God and so much love for us, Our Lord ordained that no one shall obtain salvation except through her intercession.
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We must show charity towards the sick, who are in greater need of help. Let us take them some small gift if they are poor, or, at least let us go and wait on them and comfort them.
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O God-Man present in this sacrament for me - what a comfort, what a privilege to know I kneel before God! And to think that this God loves me!... Mary, my mother, help me to love him in return
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He who suffers in patience, surfers less and saves his soul. He who suffers impatiently, suffers more and loses his soul.
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The past is no longer yours the future is not yet in your power. You have only the present wherein to do good.
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A dancer differeth from a madman only in length of time one is mad so long as he liveth, the other while he danceth.
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All souls in hell are there because they did not pray. All the saints sanctified themselves by prayer.
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Mary obtains salvation for all who have recourse to her. Oh! If all sinners had recourse to Mary, who would ever be lost? ... He who is protected by her will be saved he who is not will be lost.
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Do not allow your daughters to be taught letters by a man, though he be a St. Paul or St. Francis of Assissium. The saints are in Heaven.
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You may be sure that of all the moments of your life, the time you spend before the divine Sacrament will be that which will give you more strength during life and more consolation at the hour of your death and during eternity
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Let us read the lives of the saints let us consider the penances which they performed, and blush to be so effeminate and so fearful of mortifying our flesh.
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Those who say the Rosary daily and wear the Brown Scapular and who do a little more, will go straight to Heaven.
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Your God is ever beside you - indeed, He is even within you.
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Let us, at any rate, give heed to suffer joyfully the crosses that God sends us, because they all, if we are saved, will become for us eternal joys. When infirmities, pains, or any adversities afflict us, let us lift up our eyes to heaven and say, One day all these pains will have an end, and after them I hope to enjoy God forever.
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What grieves me most in my past offenses, O my loving God, is not so much the punishment I have deserved, as the displeasure I have given You, Who are worthy of infinite love.
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