Josemaría Escrivá Obras

Gloominess, depression. I am not surprised: it is the cloud of dust raised by your fall. But... that's enough! Can't you see that the cloud has been borne far away by the breath of grace?

Moreover, your gloominess, if you don't fight it, could very well be the cloak of your pride. — Did you really think yourself perfect and incapable of sinning?

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