Blessent mon coeur d'une longueur monotone
"[The violins of autumn] wound my heart with monotonous languor"
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Loving God Whom You Don't See
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"There is nothing finer, nothing sweeter, than God. Now you are going to
tell me: I do not see Him; how am I to love one whom I do not see? Behold
how you ...
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