16. This is what I weep about, what makes my tears well up. No one is near to restore my spirit, no one at hand to console me. My children are desolate, for the enemy has triumphed.





“É doce o viver e o penar para trazer benefícios aos irmãos e para tantas almas que, vertiginosamente, desejam se justificar no mal, a despeito do Bem Supremo.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina