Josemaría Escrivá Obras
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See if you can understand this apparent contradiction. At thirty years of age, that man wrote in his diary: “I’m not young any more.” When he was over forty, he wrote again: “I will stay young till I’m eighty: if I die before that, I’ll think I haven’t done my stint.”

—Wherever he went he took with him, in spite of the passing years, the mature youthfulness of Love.

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