God felt, God tasted and enjoyed is indeed God, but God with those gifts which flatter the soul, God in darkness, in privation, in forsakenness, in sensibility, is so much God, that he is so to speak God bare and… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
There is no real elevation of mind in a contempt of little things; it is, on the contrary, from too narrow views that we… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
“If the riches of the Indies, or the crowns of all the kingdom of Europe, were laid at my feet in exchange for my… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
That love of self, which the world advocates, is a thousand times more dangerous than any poison. — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
There were some who said that a man at the point of death was more free than all others, because death breaks every bond,… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
A general rule for the good use of time is to accustom oneself to live in a continual dependence on the Spirit of God. — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
Nothing is more despicable than a professional talker who uses his words as a quack uses his remedies — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
Prayer is so necessary, and the source of so many blessings, that he who has discovered the treasure cannot be prevented from having recourse… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
There is no true and constant gentleness without humility. While we are so fond of ourselves, we are easily offended with others. Let us… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
Let me follow in Thy footsteps, O Jesus ! I would imitate Thee, but cannot without the aid of Thy grace! O humble and… — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
Our piety must be weak and imperfect if it do not conquer our fear of death. — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
Nothing is so costly as the pursuit of a cure for imaginary ills. — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
I love my country better than my family; but I love humanity better than my country. — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
Crosses are of no use to us but inasmuch as we yield ourselves up to them and forget ourselves. — Francois Fenelon Copy Share Image
