Late have I loved you, O Beauty ever ancient, ever new, late have I loved you! You were within me, but I was outside.
Which of us, having experienced the tenderness and love of Christ no matter how briefly or intermittently; would not agree with Saint Augustine that no matter how much we may love or long to love our Lord, it is always too little and too late?
Like Augustine, we have tasted the Lord and now hunger and thirst for more of Him. He has touched us, and we burn for His peace.