Even beautiful body turns into foul corpse, let paintings help illustrate that for you, die of love-sickness unnoticed > 'heroic', not dying but moving into new house, never lose sight of judgment/justice/Judge, burn with desire to make Father God happy, Lord infinitely merciful & infinitely just, you will be paid according to share in work, there is a hell, invoke Saint Michael against the 'wickedness & snares of the devil', eye/ear/heart does not understand what God has prepared for those who love him, everything on earth ends, pleasure here ends as soon as it begins.

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from The Way (1934), by Josemaría Escrivá