As you came near the spring you would
marvel, seeing that the water was endless, as it constantly grabbed
up and poured forth. Yet you could never say that you had seen all
the water. How could you see what was still hidden in the bosom of
the earth? Hence no matter how long you might stay at the spring, you
would always be beginning to see the water…. It is the same with
one who fixes his gaze on the infinite beauty of God. It is
constantly being discovered anew, and it is always seen as something
new and strange in comparison with what the mind has already
understood. -Gregory of Nyssa
