“I was hankering after honors, wealth and marriage, but You were laughing at me. Very bitter were the frustrations I endured in chasing my desires, but all the greater was Your kindness in being less and less prepared to let anything other than Yourself grow sweet to me. Look at my heart, Lord, You who have willed me to remember this and confess to You. You freed my soul from the close-clinging, sticky morass of death; let it now cling to You.”

—St. Augustine of Hippo, The Confessions, Book VI

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