The monastery is then a Jerusalem in anticipation, a place of waiting and of desire, of preparation for that holy city toward which we look with joy. His biographer wrote of a disciple of St. Bernard, the Blessed David of Himmerod, who was always smiling: 'He had, like the saints, a face shining with joy; he had the face of one going toward Jerusalem.'

jean leclercq, the love of learning, p.56