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Jean-Michel Lavoie's avatar

I often wish I could hold fast to beauty. I want to rest in it, keep it, make it mine. But even when I manage to commit anything to memory, it is not always with me – other things will eventually intrude and make me forget, if only for a while. To desire the memory of beauty is to desire permanence, in other words, truth which does not pass (Caelum et terra transibunt, verba autem mea non praeteribunt). Thank you for reminding us that to enter eternity, we must not clench our hands, but open them. All you have to do is pray, to find the rest that our restless hearts seek, as Augustine famously put it.

P.S. The Confessions quote is found in book XI, not book IX.

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Jeff Brewster's avatar

Beautifully written. One great solace we should all long for when we pass from time to eternity ought to be the permanent death of unceasing "progressivism," that great vanity of man, which painfully afflicts our generation. Your St Augustine quote that God "beholds all things with absolute immutability" is a wonderful reminder.

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