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The More The Poet Grows, The Deeper The Level Of Creative Intuition Descends Into The Density Of His Soul. Where Formerly He Could Be Moved To Song, He Can Do Nothing Now, He Must Dig Deeper.

It Is Implanted In The Christian Soul, By The Side Of The Running Waters, Under The Sky Of The Theological Virtues, Amid The Breaths Of The Seven Gifts Of The Spirit. It Is Natural For It To Bear Christian Fruit.

With All His Sincerity And Devotion, The Authentic, Absolute Atheist Is After All Only An Abortive Saint, And At The Same Time, A Mistaken Revolutionist.

Nothing Is More Human Than For Man To Desire Naturally Things Impossible To His Nature. It Is, Indeed, The Property Of A Nature Which Is Not Closed Up In Matter Like The Nature Of Physical Things, But Which Is Intellectual Or Infinitized By The Spirit. It Is The Property Of A Metaphysical Nature. Such Desires Reach For The Infinite, Because The Intellect Thirsts For Being And Being Is Infinite.

God's Love Causes The Beauty Of What He Loves, Our Love Is Caused By The Beauty Of What We Love.