|Monks see things which we do not see; they see visions from the supernatural world. They chisel their soul by solitude and contemplation and reticence. We coarsen it by congregation, absence of thought, and pleasure. That is why they also see things which we are unable to see. When someone is alone in a silent room, he can clearly hear a clock tick. But when others enter the room, and conversation and interaction begins, one ceases hearing it, though the ticking is no less accessible to his hearing.