Dustine Rene

“Holy places are dark places. It is life and strength, not knowledge and words, that we get in them. Holy wisdom is not clear and thin like water, but thick and dark like blood.”
― C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces

“Which of us, walking through the twilight or retracing some day in our past, has never felt that we have lost some infinite thing?”
― Jorge Luis Borges, The Aleph and Other Stories

“Hold fast
To the law
Of the last
Cold tome,
Where the earth
Of the truth
Lies thick
On the page,
And the loam
Of faith
In the ink
Long fled
From the drone
Of the nib
Flows on
Through the breath
Of the bone
Reborn
In a dawn
Of doom
Where blooms
The rose
For the winds
The child
For the tomb
The thrush
For the hush
Of song,
The corn
For the scythe
And the thorn
In wait
For the heart
Till the last
Of the first
Depart,
And the least
Of the past
Is dust
And the dust
Is lost.
Hold fast!”
― Mervyn Peake, Gormenghast

“Noon, ripe as thunder and silent as thought, had fled unfingered.”
― Mervyn Peake, Gormenghast