Peace be to you.

Eventually we had to come to the subject of death and judgment.

But let us not plunge in immediately.

If there's anything that characterizes life, it is an intolerance of boundaries. We all want the infinite. That is why we are disappointed very often. We realize that the tremendous

disproportion that there is between an ideal that we have conceived and reality itself.

But still we go on searching,

simply because we have an indefinite capacity for more.

You cannot imagine yourself

the possession of any good thing of not wanting more.

Nature sets limits, however, to the more of our bodies.

A boy's eyes are bigger than his stomach.

There's a limit to bodily pleasures.

They may even reach a point where they become pain. There's a limit to bodily pleasures.

They may even reach a point where they become pain.

We become sickened of their own too much.

But there are no limits to the desires of the soul.

They never reach a point of satiety.

There is no limit to a truth that you can know, to the life that you can live,

to the love that you can enjoy,

and to the beauty you can experience.

If this were all, I mean what we have in this world, how we would be cheated.

We would be frustrated just like a woman mad about fashions,

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