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Faith is letting down our nets into the transparent deeps at the Divine command, not knowing what we shall draw.

Francois Fenelon

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Francois Fenelon
Age: 63 †
Born: 1651
Born: August 6
Died: 1715
Died: January 7
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François de Salignac de La Mothe- Fénelon
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abbé de Fénélon
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The youth who, like a woman, loves to adorn his person, has renounced all claim to wisdom and to glory glory is due to those only who dare to associate with pain, and have trampled pleasure under their feet.
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Mankind, by the perverse depravity of their nature, esteem that which they have most desired as of no value the moment it is possessed, and torment themselves with fruitless wishes for that which is beyond their reach.
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How different the peace of God from that of the world! It calms the passions, preserves the purity of the conscience, is inseparable from righteousness, unites us to God and strengthens us against temptations. The peace of the soul consists in an absolute resignation to the will of God.
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A cross borne in simplicity, without the interference of self-love to augment it, is only half a cross. Suffering in this simplicity of love, we are not only happy in spile of the cross, but because of it for love is pleased in suffering for the Well Beloved, and the cross which forms us into His image is a consoling bond of love.
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The greater our dread of crosses, the more necessary they are for us.
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As long as anything in this world means anything to you, your freedom is only a word. You are like a bird that is held by a leash you can only fly so far.
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