"...Since in the centre of the soul there is a mansion reserved for God Himself...
But always when I was without a book, my soul would at once become disturbed, and my thoughts wandered. As I read, I began to call them together again and, as it were, laid a bait for my soul
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But always when I was without a book, my soul would at once become disturbed, and my thoughts wander...
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