“ In fact, the truth cannot be communicated until it is perceived. ”
The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?
~ Percy Bysshe Shelley
Soul meets soul on lovers lips.
Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought.
God is an hypothesis, and, as such, stands in need of proof: the onus probandi rests on the theist.
