Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon,
Spiritual Torrents
“ The soul, after many deaths, expires at last in the arms of Love; but it does not even perceive those arms. It has no sooner expired, than it loses all vital action, all desire, inclination, tendency, choice, repugnance, and aversion. As it draws near to death, it grows weaker; but its life, though languishing and agonising, is still life, and “while there is life there is hope,” even though death be inevitable. The torrent must be buried out of sight.O God! what is this? What were only precipices become abysses. The soul falls into a depth of misery from which there is no escape. ”

