I would guess the author is a fan of Joyce: > What must it be, then, to bear the manifold tortures of hell forever? Forever! For all eternity! Not for a year or an age but forever. Try to imagine the awful meaning of this. You have often seen the sand on the seashore. How fine are its tiny grains! And how many of those tiny grains go to make up the small handful which a child grasps in its play. Now imagine a mountai…
And maybe Joyce was a fan of the Brothers Grimm! [1] "The third question is, how many seconds of time are there in eternity?" Then said the shepherd boy: "In Lower Pomerania is the Diamond Mountain, which is two miles and a half high, two miles and a half wide, and two miles and a half in depth; every hundred years a little bird comes and sharpens its beak on it, and when the whole mountain is worn away by this, then…
I think it is a somewhat common analogy in catechistic texts but I’m not positive. I don’t think anyone could write it quite like Joyce though!