I think you can leave the arts, superior or inferior, to the conscience of mankind. - William Butler Yeats

One often hears of a horse that shivers with terror, or a dog that howls at something a man's eyes cannot see, and men who live primitive lives where instinct does the work of reason are fully conscious of many things that we cannot perceive at all. As life becomes more orderly, more deliberate, the supernatural world sinks farther away.

Love comes in at the eye.

O what fine thought we had because we thought
That the worst rogues and rascals had died out.