The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.

What do we know but that we face one another in this place?

Locke sank into a swoon; The Garden died; God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side.

The worst thing about some men is that when they are not drunk they are sober.

Consume my heart away, sick with desire And fastened to a dying animal It knows not what it is, and gather me Into the artifice of eternity.

The true faith discovered was When painted panel, statuary, Glass-mosaic, window-glass, Amended what was told awry By some peasant gospeler.

One should say before sleeping: I have lived many lives. I have been a slave and a prince. Many a beloved has sat upon my knee and I have sat upon the knees of many a beloved. Everything that has been shall be again.