Baloney is the lie laid on so thick you hate it. Blarney is flattery laid on so thin you love it.
– Fulton J. Sheen
Show me your hands. Do they have scars from giving? Show me your feet. Are they wounded in service? Show me your heart. Have you left a place for divine love?
– Fulton J. Sheen
Love is a mutual self-giving which ends in self-recovery.
– Fulton J. Sheen
Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius.
– Fulton J. Sheen
Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn.