Alphonsus Liguori Quotes

All souls in hell are there because they did not pray. All the saints sanctified themselves by prayer.

What does it cost us to say: "My God help me! Have mercy on me!" Is there anything easier than this? And this little will suffice to save us if we be diligent in doing it.

There are enough churches already, but the world still needs salvation.

I'm not praying for God to save me from cancer. I'm not. God will enlighten me when the time comes. And if I've done the right thing, I will be enlightened. And if I believe, I'll be saved. And that's all he promises me.

Nothing but a miracle of sovereign mercy could have arrested and saved me from eternal perdition. How I could have so long resisted the entreaties, the prayers, and the tears of my dear parents, and the influences of the Holy Spirit, is, to me, a wonder entirely incomprehensible.

The Lord saved my soul.

My good works, however wretched and imperfect, have been made better and perfected by Him Who is my Lord: He has rendered them meritorious. As to my evil deeds and my sins, He hid them at once. The eyes of those who saw them, He made even blind; and He has blotted them out of their memory.

O Lord have mercy on me, to God I commend my soul.

God saved me.

To get to heaven, you have to work very hard. I want to go to heaven, so I will try to pray more.

I thought you had to be humble to become a saint, but a priest told me it takes all kinds to make it to heaven.

I am one imperfect man saved by God's grace.

There is nothing in this universe you need more desperately than Christ.

Sainthood's piety is made, refined, perfected, by prayer. The gospel moves with slow and timid pace when the saints are not at their prayers early and late and long.

Since our greatest need was forgiveness, God sent us a Savior. He became like us, so we could become like Him.

No one, however weak, is denied a share in the victory of the cross. No one is beyond the help of the prayer of Christ.

The sinner is not the one who uses a lot of grace... The saint burns grace like a 747 burns fuel on take off.

We need a Savior. Christmas is an indictment before it becomes a delight.

A world of nice people, content in their own niceness, looking no further, turned away from God, would be just as desperately in need of salvation as a miserable world-and might be even more difficult to save.

The gospel is not for you who can save yourselves, but for those who are lost.

The world needs more true praying to save it from the reign and ruin of Satan.

To be a saint is to be a little out of one's mind, which is a very good thing to be a little out of from time to time. It is to live a life that is always giving itself away and yet is always full.

May poetry and God's name have mercy on us!

The glory of the salvation of souls belongs to God, and to Him alone.

He that hath promised pardon on our repentance hat not promised life till we repent.