"One always learns one's mystery at the price of one's innocence," Robertson Davies says, and that seems true for me. Learning that the love of God is the mystery of my life, I can no longer be innocent in trying to find someone or something to fulfill my heart's longing. Still, the mystery not only "shows itself" but also "withdraws," and when it does withdraw, and the kindling of the love of God dies down, and the vision of the journey with God fades, and I feel restless again, I do long to find someone or something to fill up my emptiness.
— John S. Dunne, The Music of Time