“Let me look at the foulness and ugliness of my body. Let me see myself as an ulcerous sore running with every horrible and disgusting poison.”

—  Ignatius of Loyola

No. 58.
Spiritual Exercises (1548)

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Catholic Saint, founder of the Society of Jesus (the Jesuit… 1491–1556

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