I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person. There was such a glory over everything. The sun came up like gold through the trees, and I felt like I was in heaven.
Great use they have, when in the hands Of one like me, who understands, Who understands the time and place,The person, manner, and the grace,Which fools neglect; so that we find,If all the requisites are join'd,From whence a perfect joke must spring,A joke's a very serious thing.
If I accept the fact that a god is absolute and beyond all human experiences, he leaves me cold. I do not affect him, nor does he affect me. But if I know that a god is a powerful impulse in my soul, at once I must concern myself with him, for then he can become important