Words cannot tell the abhorrence nature has of the piecemeal captivity of little constraints. And as to little temptations, I can readily conceive a man having the grace to be roasted over a slow fire for our dearest Mother's Immaculate …

Frederick William Faber
19th-century British hymn writer, Catholic priest, and theologian
34 pieces
- Lived
- 1814–1863
- Born
- Calverley
- Died
- London
- Nationality
- United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland
- Known as
- writer, poet, Catholic priest, hymnwriter
- Era
- 19th century
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Works (34)
How are we to overcome temptations? Cheerfulness is the first thing, cheerfulness the second, and cheerfulness the third. The devil is chained. He can bark, but he cannot bite, unless we go up to him and let him do so.
Exactness in little duties is a wonderful source of cheerfulness.
Is the amount of scrupulous attention which I am paying to the government of my tongue at all proportioned to that tremendous truth revealed through St. James, that if I do not bridle my tongue, all my religion is vain?
When men do anything for God, the very least thing, they never know where it will end, nor what amount of work it will do for Him. Love's secret, therefore, is to be always doing things for God, and not to mind because they are such very …
All our lives long we might talk of Jesus, and yet we should never come to an end of the sweet things that are to be said about Him. Eternity will not be long enough to learn all He is, or to praise Him for all He has done; but that …
The buried talent is the sunken rock on which most lives strike and founder.
See! he sinks Without a word; and his ensanguined bier Is vacant in the west, while far and near Behold! each coward shadow eastward shrinks, Thou dost not strive, O sun, nor dost thou cry Amid thy cloud-built streets.
Faith is a letting down our nets into the untransparent deeps at the divine command, not knowing what we shall take.
There is seldom a line of glory written upon the earth's face, but a line of suffering runs parallel with it; and they that read the lustrous syllables of the one, and stoop not to decipher the spotted and worn inscription of the other, …