If you follow your natural bent;you will definitely go to heaven
Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.
Like the lark that soars in the air, first singing, then silent, content with the last sweetness that satiates it, such seemed to me that image, the imprint of the Eternal Pleasure.
Without hope we live in desire.
Follow your path, and let the people talk.
The glory of Him who moves everything penetrates through the universe, and is resplendent in one part more and in another less.