We die every day; every moment deprives us of a portion of life and advances us a step toward the grave; our whole life is only along and painful sickness. — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
I would have none of that rigid circumspect charity which is never done without scrutiny, and which always mistrusts the truth of the necessities… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
Our acts of kindness we reserve for our friends, our bounties for our dependants, our riches for our children and relations, our praises for… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
Every effort is made in forming matrimonial alliances to reconcile matters relating to fortune, but very little is paid to the congeniality of dispositions,… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
Slander is perhaps the only vice which no circumstance can palliate, as well as being one which we are most ingenious in concealing from… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
Yes, great God, these torrents of tears which flow down from my eyes announce thy divine presence in my soul. This heart hitherto so dry, so arid, so hard; this rock which thou hast struck a second time, will not resist thee any longer, for out of it there now gushes healthful waters in abundance. The selfsame voice of God… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share
Nothing is more detestable than a professed declaimer who retails his discourses as a quack does his medicines. — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
I love a serious preacher, who speaks for my sake and not for his own; who seeks my salvation, and not his own vain… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
We die every day; every moment deprives us of a portion of life and advances us a step toward the grave; our whole life… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
Charity is that sweet-smelling savor of Jesus Christ, which vanishes and is extinguished from the moment that it is exposed. — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
There are some sins which are more justly to be denominated surprises than infidelities. To such the world should be lenient, as, doubtless, Heaven… — Jean Baptiste Massillon Copy Share Image
