“There is a form of living knowledge whose nature is beauty and whose movements are divine. It evolves like wildfire, in ceaseless pursuit of insight’s richest forms. As orgasm is to physical relation, this nectar is to thought and understanding. An ecstasy whose infinite depth swarms with endless inspirations and limitless profundity. There is a form of living knowledge whose nature is beauty. and whose beauty is nature. Alas, how few shall taste of it.”

— an anonymous informant