“O God, what do I love in loving you? It is not the beauty of the bodies, nor their perishable grace, nor the radiance of the light so dear to my eyes, sweet melodies with their varied sounds, sweet smells of flowers, perfumes, aromatic spices, manna, honey nor limbs made for carnal embraces. No, this is not what I love when I love my God. . . . And yet, there is a light, a voice, a perfume, a food, an embrace that I love when I love my God. It is the light, the voice, the perfume, the embrace of the inner man in me, where there shines in my soul a light that is not limited by space, where melodies are heard that time does not drive away, where perfumes are wafting that are not scattered by the wind, where one tastes a food that cannot be devoured by any voracity and embraces that are never sated. This is what I love when I love my God.”
~The Confessions of St. Augustine
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