“Like bees, our faculties come and go ceaselessly, settling and feeding upon any object that present itself to them. Those objects are good, but they are not the ultimate good. They are from God, but they are not God. They lead us to him; they make us think of him, but they do not replace him. Our faculties must return to the hive, and bring to the divine Majesty who dwells there all the wealth that they have gathered. It is there the honey is made. They enter there by recollection, and there they reassemble and bring together the fruits they have collected, offering them to their Creator.” ~A Carthusian, excerpt from Where Silence is Praise
