The Way I see it

“And I marveled that I now loved you, and no fantasm in your stead, and yet I was not stable enough to enjoy my god steadily. Instead I was transported to you by your beauty, and then presently torn away from you by my own weight, sinking with grief into these lower things. This weight was carnal habit. But your memory dwelt with me, and I never doubted in the least that there was one for me to cleave to but I was not yet ready to cleave to you firmly. For the body which is corrupted pressed down the soul, and the earthly dwelling weights down the mind, which muses upon many things.”

 - St. Augustine in Confessions p.104