As it floats around us in an eternity of bliss; and then, my friend, when
darkness overspreads my eyes, and heaven and earth seem to dwell in my soul and
absorb its power, like the form of a beloved mistress
I often think with longing, Oh, would I could describe these conceptions, could
impress upon paper all that is living so full and warm within me, that it might
be the mirror of my soul, as my soul is the mirror of the infinite God! O my
friend — but it is too much for my strength — I sink under the weight of the
splendour of these visions!”