“It would seem that Our Lord
finds our desires not too strong, but too weak.
We are half-hearted creatures,
fooling about ...
when infinite joy is offered us,
like an ignorant child
who wants to go on
making mud pies in a slum
because he cannot imagine
what is meant by the offer of
a holiday at the sea.
We are far too easily pleased.”
C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory, and Other Addresses
