For love is the beauty of the soul.
and those who do not travel read only a page.
the reward for this faith is to see what you believe.
Faith of the Ancients. Heb 11:1-2, 8-19
"While I breathe, I hope" in Latin and is a modern paraphrase of ideas
that survive in two ancient writers, Theocritus and Cicero.
Two more by St. Augustine:
"Thence entered I the recesses of my memory, those manifold and spacious chambers, wonderfully furnished with innumerable stores; and I considered, and stood aghast..."
(St. Augustine. Confessions Book XIII)
“Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it finds its rest in thee.”