Nothing left to fear, l’Cie
Cradled in eternity
Shore of sands, your fate awaits
Oh surrender in the light
– 色のない世界,
Final Fantasy XIII soundtrack
Nothing left to fear, l’Cie
Cradled in eternity
Shore of sands, your fate awaits
Oh surrender in the light
– 色のない世界,
Final Fantasy XIII soundtrack
Reach,
Fain,
Spire,
Nave,
Mount.
– “Voice of Truth”,
Casting Crowns, Voice of Truth (2003)
nell’ora che la sposa di Dio surge
a mattinar lo sposo perchè l’ami,
che l’una parte l’altra tira e urge,
tin tin sonando con sì dolce nota,
che ‘l ben disposto spirto d’amor turge;
così vid’ io la glorïosa rota
muoversi e render voce a voce in tempra
ed in dolcezza ch’esser non pò nota
se non colà dove gioir s’ insempra.
– from Paradiso, Dante Alighieri
(via George MacDonald)
When a man dreams his own dream, he is the sport of his dream; when Another gives it to him, that Other is able to fulfil it.
– Lilith, chapter XLVII,
George MacDonald
[the Sun] is but a coal from the altar of the Father’s never-ending sacrifice to his children. See every little flower straighten its stalk, lift up its neck, and with outstretched head stand expectant: something more than the sun, greater than the light, is coming, is coming – none the less surely coming that it is long upon the road! What matters to-day, or to-morrow, or ten thousand years to Life himself, to Love himself! He is coming, is coming, and the necks of all humanity are stretched out to see him come! Every morning will they thus outstretch themselves, every evening will they droop and wait – until he comes. – Is this but an airdrawn vision? When he comes, will he indeed find them watching thus?
– Lilith, chapter XLV,
George MacDonald
yield himself and lie down; he was made for liberty and must not be left a slave. […] A desert, wide and dreary, parts him who lies down to die from him who lies down to live.
– Lilith, chapter XLII,
George MacDonald