Let me suppose that I had been born in a land of thick fogs, and had never seen the beauties of nature, or a single ray of sunshine, although I had h… - Thérèse of Lisieux

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Let me suppose that I had been born in a land of thick fogs, and had never seen the beauties of nature, or a single ray of sunshine, although I had heard of these wonders from my early youth, and knew that the country wherein I dwelt was not my real home — there was another land, unto which I should always look forward. Now this is not a fable, invented by an inhabitant of the land of fogs, it is the solemn truth, for the King of that sunlit country dwelt for three and thirty years in the land of darkness, and alas! — the darkness did not understand that He was the Light of the World.
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From the time of my childhood I felt that one day I should be set free from this land of darkness. I believed it, not only because I had been told so by others, but my heart's most secret and deepest longings assured me that there was in store for me another and more beautiful country — an abiding dwelling-place.

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About Thérèse of Lisieux

Thérèse of Lisieux (2 January 1873 – 30 September 1897) was a French Discalced Carmelite nun. She was canonized in 1925.

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Also Known As: The Little Flower
Alternative Names: Therese of Lisieux Saint Therese of Lisieux Therese Martin Saint Therese of the Child Jesus and the Holy Face, O.C.D. Marie-Françoise-Therese Martin Santa Teresa de Lisieux Teresita del Nino Jesus St Theresa of the Child Jesus Marie-Françoise Martin Marie-Françoise-Thérèse Martin
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