Poetry is not a matter of feelings, it is a matter of language. It is language which creates feelings.
A monk should surely love his books with humility, wishing their good and not the glory of his own curiosity; but what the temptation of adultery is for laymen and the yearning for riches is for secular ecclesiastics, the seduction of knowledge is for monks.
The print does not always have the same shape as the body that impressed it, and it doesn't always derive from the pressure of a body. At times it reproduces the impression a body has left in our mind: it is the print of an idea.
Is it possible to say 'It was a beautiful morning at the end of November' without feeling like Snoopy?
El diablo no es el prΓncipe de la materia, el diablo es la arrogancia del espΓritu, la fe sin sonrisa, la verdad jamΓ‘s tocada por la duda.
And in that moment I experience a revelation.I realize now that it was a painful sense that the world is purposeless, the lazy fruit of a misunderstanding, but in that moment I was able to translate what I felt only as: 'God does not exist.
The Templars' mental confusion makes them indecipherable. That's why so many people venerate them.