“Everything, impelled by the providence of its own nature, inclines towards its own perfection; whence, inasmuch as knowledge is the ultimate perfection of our soul, wherein consists our ultimate felicity, we are all naturally subject to its desire.⁠ ⁠… O blessed those few who sit at the table where the bread of the Angels is eaten.”

“Everything, impelled by the providence of its own nature, inclines towards its own perfection; whence, inasmuch as knowledge is the ultimate perfection of our soul, wherein consists our ultimate felicity, we are all naturally subject to its desire.⁠ ⁠… O blessed those few who sit at the table where the bread of the Angels is eaten.”

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