From The Weight of Glory by C. S. Lewis :
“...there are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Nations, cultures, arts, civilizations—those are mortal and their life is to ours as the life of a gnat. But it is immortals whom we joke with, work with, marry, snub, and exploit—immortal horrors and everlasting splendours…Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, our neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses.”
Thursday, April 19, 2007
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