Wednesday, December 07, 2005

"The love of our neighbor is the only door out of the dungeon of self, where we mope and mow, striking sparks, and rubbing phosphorescences out of the walls, and blowing our own breath in our own nostrils, instead of issuing to the fair sunlight of God, the sweet winds of the universe."
                         - George MacDonald 
Source: George MacDonald: An Anthology, edited by C.S. Lewis.

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