هذا الثمل وذلك المجنون وذلك الخائن هم موجودون في كل مكان وزمان - Patrick White

There are moments when the eyes flow into each other. Then the souls are wrapped around each other across a distance

And the cavern of fire was enormous, labyrinthine, that received the man. He branched and flamed, glowed and increased, and was suddenly extinguished in the little puffs of smoke and tired thoughts.

There comes a moment when an individual who is too honest to take refuge in the old illusion of self-importance is suspended agonizingly between the flat sky and the flat earth, and prayer is no more that a slight gumminess on the roof of the mouth.