It is in their eyes that their magic resides.
A place has almost the shyness of a person, with strangers; and its secret is not to be surprised by a too direct interrogation.
The mystic too full of God to speak intelligibly to the world.
Night, a more perfect day.
But we have been taught to see before our eyes have found out a way of seeing for themselves.
Vaguely conscious of that great suspense in which we live, we find our escape from its sterile, annihilating reality in many dreams, in religion, passion, art.