"How does it come then that from the bitterness of life we can pluck fruit so sweet as in mourning and weeping and sighing and the utterance of our woe? Are all these things such relief to our misery because of our hope that You hear them?"Confessions, St. Augustine
Don't you think it's interesting that when we cry, we expect that they should be heard, even when we're alone?
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