Sunday, November 11, 2012


"I had embraced a shadow, married an illusion, possessed a fantasy.  Alas, where is the fantasy I imagined now?  Where is the fulfillment of the dream?  Lady World, even if I had possessed you for a thousand years, what would that be now?  Like a fleeting moment!  Proper to your nature is to pass away.  I thought I could hold you in my embrace, but look how you have vanished before my very eyes.  If a person does not abandon you first, then you abandon him.  You murderess, you!  And so, farewell, farewell.  May God be good to you today and always.  Deceive those who do not know you.  Me you shall never deceive again!"

Bl. Henry Suso, Little Book of Letters, I 

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