Clouds boiled like a brooding frown in the west, and the sun drew fire from them as it sank burning and orange into their billowing embrace. - Melinda M. Snodgrass

William Henry, when you were my student you honored me by noting down my words and philosophical maunderings. What said I on the subject of hate?"
"A strong man hates no one, is enraged with no one," whispered William.
Spinoza continued. "He who lives under the guidance of reason endeavors as much as possible to repay hatred with love and nobleness. He who wished to avenge injuries by reciprocal hatred will live in misery. Hatred is increased by reciprocated hatred, and, on the contrary, can be demolished by love.

We are penetrating the mysteries of the cosmos, and the secrets of life at its smaller levels."
And it is wrong. You must grasp the purity of the whole, not tear from the Goddess the secrets of her heart."
"Spinoza says that the more we understand individual objects, the more we understand God. I think that is a very profound statement. Why does your goddess fear what my God does not?
"The mechanistic path has led mankind to terror and suffering."
"No, ignorance and hatred and intolerance have led mankind to terror and suffering. And not all of our discoveries lead to death.

“I confess a fascination and love for clocks.”
“Why?” asked Sagitta.
“There is something so reassuring about a device which echoes the movements of stars and sun and planets.”
“To seek to understand the spheres is to dull their music,” said the girl softly.
“I don’t agree. The better one understands, the more one can appreciate,” replied William.