" It’s not that the temporal, material world is foreign to me, as if I’m a fallen angel who’s been punished by being embodied (which is closer to the Platonism Augustine ultimately refused); it’s that I’ve been made for enchantment. The earthy, embodied, material world that is all I’ve known would be “natural” for me if I didn’t have a penchant for treating it as an end in itself. It’s precisely when I try to make creation my home—when I disenchant it as an end in itself—that it becomes a foreign country, that “distant land” of the prodigal’s wandering: arid, barren, a region of nothingness even if it’s filled with earthly delights. "

― James K.A. Smith , On the Road with Saint Augustine: A Real-World Spirituality for Restless Hearts