An atheist is a man who believes himself an accident.
Look for me in the nurseries of Heaven.
Little Jesus, was Thou shy Once, and just so small as I? And what did it feel like to be Out of Heaven, and just like me?
Agnosticism is the everlasting perhaps.
Oh invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, o world unknowable, we know thee.
The fairest things have fleetest end, Their scent survives their close: But the rose's scent is bitterness To him that loved the rose.