Uncommon things must be said in common words.
Great is his faith who dares believe his own eyes.
O, Heart, remember thee That Man is none, Save One.
Then sleep the seasons, full of might; While slowly swells the pod, And rounds the peach, and in the night The mushroom bursts the sod. The winter comes: the frozen rut Is bound with silver bars; the white drift heaps against the hut; and night is pierced with stars.
All reasoning ends in an appeal to self-evidence.
The more wild and incredible your desire, the more willing and prompt God is in fulfilling it, if you will have it so.