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— William Blake

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?

Or Love in a golden bowl?

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Chapter Iv—a Heart Beneath A Stone

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The reduction of the universe to a single being, the expansion of asingle being even to God, that is love.

Love is the salutation of the angels to the stars.

How sad is the soul, when it is sad through love!

What a void in the absence of the being who, by herself alone fills the world! Oh! how true it is that the beloved being becomes God. One could comprehend that God might be jealous of this had not God the Father of all evidently made creation for the soul, and the soul for love.

The glimpse of a smile beneath a white crape bonnet with a lilaccurtain is sufficient to cause the soul to enter into the palace ofdreams.
God is behind everything, but everything hides God. Things are black,creatures are opaque. To love a being is to render that beingtransparent.

Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever the attitude of the body may be, the soul is on its knees.

Chapter Iv—a Heart Beneath A Stone

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