As to the lawful pleasures of the mind, the heart, or the senses, indulge in them with gratitude and moderation, drawing up sometimes in order to punish yourself, without waiting to be forced to do so by necessity. — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
The intercourse between man and God reposes upon truths of another order than that of reason, upon a light different and more elevated than that which naturally enlightens created intelligences. — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
Christianity is not a law of bondage; and if it respect the hand of God which sometimes raises up tyrants, it draws up where… — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
It is not genius, nor glory, nor love that reflects the greatness of the human soul; it is kindness. — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
The inner life is the whole man, and forms all the worth of man. — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
Like every man who appears at an epoch which is historical and rendered famous by his works, Jesus Christ has a history, a history which the church and the world possess, and which, surrounded by countless memorials, has at least the same authenticity as any other history formed in the same countries, amidst the same peoples and in the same… — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share
Whilst no people appears in history without the sign and palladium of a positive faith, without temple, altar, priesthood--that is to say, without a… — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
There exists an infinite, eternal Being, subsisting of himself, who is one without being alone; for he finds in his own essence relations whence,… — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
Prophecy, that universal and perpetual torch by which faith is enlightened. — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
For Christians, the first of books is the Gospel and the Rosary is actually the abridgement of the Gospel. — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
Love is the beginning, the middle, and the end of everything. — Jean-Baptiste Henri Lacordaire Copy Share Image
