لقد تاخرت كثير بحبك .. Too late I have loved You or beauty ever ancient and ever new, too late I have loved You. You were in me, but I was outside and it was there that I searched for You. In my unloveliness, I plunged into the lovely things which You created. You were with me, but I was not. Created things kept me from You; yet if they had not been in You they would have not been at all. You called, You shouted, and You broke through my deafness. You flashed, You shone, and You dispelled my blindness. You breathed Your fragrance on me; I drew in breath and now I pant for You. I have tasted and now I hunger and thirst for more. You touched my soul and now I burn for Your peace...” ( St. Augustine of Hippo)