35. Then was the iron, the clay, the brass, the silver, and the gold broken to pieces together, and became like the chaff of a summer's thrashingfloor, and they were carried away by the wind: and there was no place found for them: but the stone that struck the statue, became a great mountain, and filled the whole earth.





“Que Maria sempre enfeite sua alma com as flores e o perfume de novas virtudes e coloque a mão materna sobre sua cabeça. Fique sempre e cada vez mais perto de nossa Mãe celeste, pois ela é o mar que deve ser atravessado para se atingir as praias do esplendor eterno no reino do amanhecer.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina