IN this little space let us live well, that we may go whence we may not pass away. And now even as we are talking, we are indeed passing away. Our words run on and the hours fly by; so does our age, so our actions, so our honours, so our misery, so our happiness here below.
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From Thoughts of St Augustine for Every Day
by Kathleen Mary Balfe (© 1926)
Nihil Obstat: Georgius D. Smith, S.T.D
Imprimatur: Edm. Can. Surmont