| Sounds Like | The future, the future, how was he ever to get into the future? Let the present be past, then it could do no more harm to him. Ah, if only the present could be crossed out! The sorrows of the world are, because we live too little in the future. What would it matter in a hundred years if he were beaten today? Let the present be past and we shall not notice the bruises.
Elias Canetti, Auto da Fé
...the expression power of linear forms. The pathos of a force entering in action and whose victorious effort is annoyed by no obstacle, thats lyricism. Thats because the straight line proceeds from the action of a unique force with no opposition that its domain is lyricism. When on the opposite two forces are in presence and enter in conflict, as this is the case with the curve or with the angular line, we are in the drama.
M. Henry, Seeing the Invisible
Why is it that on a Feast Day the whole of nature mysteriously smiles? Why is it that then a heavenly gladness fills our hearts; a gladness far beyond that of earth and the very air in church and in the altar becomes luminous? It is the breath of Thy gracious love. It is the reflection of the glory of Mount Tabor. Then do heaven and earth sing Thy praise: Alleluia!
Akathist of Thanksgiving
Accept the sacrifice of my confessions which my tongue sets before you. You formed the tongue and moved it to make confession to your name. Heal Thou all my bones, and let them say, O Lord, who is like unto Thee. When we confess to you, we do not inform you of what is happening inside us; for the closed heart does not shut out your eye, and man's hardness cannot resist your hand. You dissolve it at your pleasure, either in pity or in punishment, and nothing can hide itself from Thy heat.
Augustine of Hippo, Confessions, Book V |
