Thomas Merton, Briefly, On Our Vain Hopes


I all too easily fall into a trap. I really can’t complain, though. It’s one of my own making.
I rarely hesitate to place complete trust in the temporal, the temporary. As if money, or things, or ego – or the relationships formed by using those tools – will ever, can ever, seal up the breach in my heart, or fill in the widening gap in my soul

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