Twilight, a timid, fawn, went glimmering by, and Night, the dark-blue hunter, followed fast.
George William RussellAh, to think how thin the veil that lies Between the pain of hell and Paradise.
George William RussellForgive me, Spirit of my spirit, for this, that I have found it easier to read the mystery told in tears and understood Thee better in sorrow than in joy.
George William Russell