- Friend: Hey why do you like that character so much?
- Me: Are you sure you're ready for this kind of conversation
Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels’ hierarchies?
And even if one pressed me suddenly against his heart:
I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence.
For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are still just able to endure,
And we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.
Every angel is terrifying.