Fate's arrow, when expected, travels slow.

For where the instrument of intelligence is added to brute power and evil will, mankind is powerless in its own defense.

The mind which is created quick to love, is responsive to everything that is pleasing, soon as by pleasure it is awakened into activity. Your apprehensive faculty draws an impression from a real object, and unfolds it within you, so that it makes the mind turn thereto. And if, being turned, it inclines towards it, that inclination is love; that is nature, which through pleasure is bound anew within you.

Here my powers rest from their high fantasy, but already I could feel my being turned- instinct and intellect balanced equally. as in a wheel whose motion nothing jars- by the Love that moves the Sun and the other stars.

...Everything that is, desires to be. As we act, we unfold our being. Enjoyment naturally follows, for a thing desired always brings delight.

…all things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God.

I presumed to fix my look on the eternal light so long that I consumed my sight thereon.