Our hearts are drunk with a beauty our eyes could never see. - George William Russel

Plus notre être devient transparent à la lumière, plus lui sont imparties de vérités.

U drevnim senima i sutonima
u detinjstva zalutalog utonima,
najveće tuga sveta se rodiše,
a bitke vodiše heroji.
U izgubljneom dečaštvu Jude
Hrista izdanog baciše među ljude.

In ancient shadows and twilights
Where childhood had strayed,
The world's great sorrows were born
And its heroes were made.
In the lost boyhood of Judas
Christ was betrayed.