I should not rejoice in my aridity, but rather consider it as the result of lack of fervour and fidelity, while the fact that I often fall asleep during meditation, or while making my thanksgiving, should appal me. Well, I am not appalled; I bear in mind that little children are just as pleasing to their parents asleep as awake; that doctors put their patients to sleep while they perform operations, and that after all, “the Lord knoweth our frame. He remembereth that we are but dust”.
