"Somewhere along the road of life, by the grace of God, my soul awoke. And it was hungry, hungry for God. And its hunger became a fire, a fire that consumed me and ate me up with its intense, devouring heat. I could not rest anywhere except in motion, that long, endless journey that every soul must undertake if she is to meet her God. It is a strange journey, across arid plains and verdant valleys, across dried parchment-like deserts, a journey of many crossroads and endless sharp turns that confuse us and make us clamor for a rest. But the hunger for God knows no rest. So I go on and on."