”They are only the scent of a flower we have not found, the echo of a tune we have not heard”
25 februari, 2009 23:26C.S. Lewis i The Weight of Glory, s. 3:
In speaking of this desire for our own far-off country, which we find in ourselves even now, I feel a certain shyness. I am almost committing an indecency. I am trying to rip open the inconsolable secret in each one of you—the secret which hurts so much [...]
