No tongue can tell nor explain, no mind understand, the grievousness of
Purgatory. But I, though I see that there is in Purgatory as much pain as
in Hell, yet see the soul which has the least stain of imperfection
accepting Purgatory, as I have said, as though it were a mercy, and holding
its pains of no account as compared with the least stain which hinders a
soul in its love. I seem to see that the pain which souls in Purgatory
endure because of whatever in them displeases God, that is what they have
willfully done against His so great goodness, is greater than any other
pain they feel in Purgatory. And this is because, being in grace, they see
the truth and the grievousness of the hindrance which stays them from
drawing near to God.