At night a hooded monk passed by where there were no lamps.
I could not see his face. I only heard these words he kept repeating:
"Teach me, dear Lord, all that you know."
I knew instantly a great treasure had entered my soul.

Autore: Teresa of Ávila

At night a hooded monk passed by where there were no lamps.<br />I could not see his face. I only heard these words he kept repeating:<br />"Teach me, dear Lord, all that you know."<br />I knew instantly a great treasure had entered my soul. - Teresa of Ávila




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