“My God, You are my life; if I leave You, I cannot but thirst. Lost spirits thirst in hell, because they have not God. They thirst, though they would have it otherwise, from the necessity of their original nature. But I, my God, wish to thirst for You with a better thirst. I wish to be clad in that new nature, which so longs for You from loving You, as to overcome in me the fear of coming to You. I come to You, 0 Lord, not only because I am unhappy without You, not only because I feel I need You, but because Your grace draws me on to seek You for Your own sake, because You are so glorious and beautiful.

I come in great fear, but in greater love. O may I never lose, as years pass away, and the heart shuts up, and all things are a burden, let  me  never lose this  youthful, eager, elastic love of You. Make Your grace supply the failure of nature. Do the more for me, the less I can do for myself. The more I refuse to open my heart to You, so much the fuller and stronger be Your supernatural visitations, and the more urgent and efficacious Your presence in me.”

(You My Soul Has Thirsted – Blessed John Henry Cardinal Newman)