Luis de la Puente,
Meditations On The Mysteries Of Our Holy Faith…
(1852)
“ Then will I consider how they cast me into the grave and cover me with earth, laying a stone upon me, where my body shall be eaten with worms and turned to dust, and suddenly I shall be forgotten of all, as if I had never been in the world. And though there remain of me very great and honourable memory, little will it avail my soul if it enjoy not God; as it little availed Aristotle or Alexander the Great to be magnified in the world, being in hell in terrible torments; for as a holy saint says, "Woe to thee, Aristotle, that art praised where thou art not, and art tormented where thou art!" ”
