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The more perfect we are, the more gentle and quiet we become toward the defects of other people.
Francois Fenelon
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Francois Fenelon
Age: 63 †
Born: 1651
Born: August 6
Died: 1715
Died: January 7
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The greatest of all crosses is self. If we die in part every day, we shall have but little to do on the last. These little daily deaths will destroy the power of the final dying.
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True piety hath in it nothing weak, nothing sad, nothing constrained. It enlarges the heart it is simple, free, and attractive.
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Above all, live in the present moment and God will give you all the grace you need.
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O God, the creature knows not to what end Thou hast made Him teach him, and write in the depths of his soul that the clay must suffer itself to be shaped at the will of the potter.
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There are two principal points of attention necessary for the preservation of this constant spirit of prayer which unites us with God we must continually seek to cherish it, and we must avoid everything that tends to make us lose it.
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True love goes ever straight forward, not in its own strength, but esteeming itself as nothing. Then indeed we are truly happy. The cross is no longer a cross when there is no self to suffer under it.
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All wars are civil wars, because all men are brothers.
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The Christian life is a long and continual tendency of our hearts toward that eternal goodness which we desire on earth. All our happiness consists in thirsting for it. Now this thirst is prayer. Ever desire to approach your Creator, and you will never cease to pray. Do not think it necessary to pronounce many words.
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All wars are civil ones for it is still man spilling his own blood, tearing out his own bowels.
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God's treasury where He keeps His children's gifts will be like many a mother's store of relics of her children, full of things of no value to others, but precious in His eyes for the love's sake that was in them.
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Good taste rejects excessive nicety.
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I no longer desire anything but to be Thine.
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It is this unquiet self-love that renders us so sensitive. The sick man, who sleeps ill, thinks the night long. We exaggerate, from cowardice, all the evils which we encounter they are great, but our sensibility increases them. The true way to bear them is to yield ourselves up with confidence to God.
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Accustom yourself gradually to carry Prayer into all your daily occupation - speak, act, work in peace, as if you were in prayer, as indeed you ought to be.
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There is but one way in which God should be loved, and that is to take no step except with Him and for Him, and to follow with a generous self-abandonment every thing which He requires.
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Resign every forbidden joy restrain every wish that is not referred to God's will banish all eager desires, all anxiety desire only the will of God seek him alone and supremely, and you will find peace.
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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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Nothing marks so much the solid advancement of a soul, as the view of one's wretchedness without anxiety and without discouragement.
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The gifts of God are not to be rejected on account of the channel that brings them.
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Discouragement is simply the despair of wounded self-love.
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