Strange to say, the luminous world is the invisible world; the luminous world is that which we do not see. Our eyes of flesh see only night.

Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead.--I shall feel it.

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.

Years place at last a venerable crown upon a head.

Not seeing people permits us to imagine them with every perfection.

Strange to say, the luminous world is the invisible world; the luminous world is that which we do not see. Our eyes of flesh see only night.

Reaction - a boat which is going against the current but which does not prevent the river from flowing on.