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St. Jerome [347-420]
Rank: 101
Saint, Priest


Jerome was a priest, confessor, theologian and historian. He was the son of Eusebius, born at Stridon, a village near Emona on the border of Dalmatia and Pannonia, then part of northeastern Italy.

Friendship, Good, Alone, Beauty, Best, Marriage, Motivational, War



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Good, better, best. Never let it rest. 'Til your good is better and your better is best. Best, Good, Motivational
101
The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.
102
Marriage is good for those who are afraid to sleep alone at night. Alone, Good, Marriage
103
True friendship ought never to conceal what it thinks. Friendship
104
Why do you not practice what you preach.
105
Virginity can be lost by a thought.
106
Act as if the maxim of your action were to become through your will a be general natural law.
107
The scars of others should teach us caution.
108
Love is not to be purchased, and affection has no price.
109
A friend is long sought, hardly found, and with difficulty kept.
110
Being over seventy is like being engaged in a war. All our friends are going or gone and we survive amongst the dead and the dying as on a battlefield. War
111
Action without a name, a 'who' attached to it, is meaningless.
112
The friendship that can cease has never been real. Friendship
113
Beauty when unadorned is adorned the most. Beauty
114
Be ever engaged, so that whenever the devil calls he may find you occupied.
115
Catch, then, O catch the transient hour; Improve each moment as it flies!
116
Keep doing some kind of work, that the devil may always find you employed.
117
What good is speed if the brain has oozed out on the way.
118
Haste is of the Devil.
119
Let your daughter have first of all the book of Psalms for holiness of heart, and be instructed in the Proverbs of Solomon for her godly life.
120
They talk like angels but they live like men.
121
A fat stomach never breeds fine thoughts.
122
I am like the sick sheep that strays from the rest of the flock. Unless the Good Shepherd takes me on His shoulders and carries me back to His fold, my steps will falter, and in the very effort of rising, my feet will give way.
123
I am that prodigal son who wasted all the portion entrusted to me by my father. But I have not yet fallen at my father's knees. I have not yet begun to put away from me the enticements of my former riotous living.
124
My native land is a slave of heathenism, men's god is their belly, and they live only for the present. The richer a man, the holier.
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