yeah.

Once doubt arose, man chose rather to offer the sanctuary of his heart to the multitude of creatures; and the temple of God was now filled with the din of idols. Is it not a fact that our souls are invaded by the moneychangers and by the lowing of oxen, the bleating of sheep, and the cooing of pigeons? And if it was with wrathful love that Jesus made a whip of cords and drove the intruders from his temple, it is with a love overflowing with mercy and compassion that he purifies our hearts. And the great silence filled the temple. A silence vast as God.

Carthusian Meditation