"Be my kin free fro carnal sin,   Bride the thoughts of Master."      "There hath past away a glore fro the Earth;   A glore that in the hearts and minds of men,   Men demented - blindfolded by light,   Hourisheth as weed in their well-groom'd garihs."      "Might I too was blindfolded ere,   Tho' years have master'd me   A masque of this to fashion:   Seer blest, thou best philosopher!"      "Tis the Divine Comedy -   The fool and the mocking court:   Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!:   We hold the Earth to heaven away."      "The quality of mercy and absolution,   Whence cometh such qualities?   Build thyself a mirror in which   Solely wanton images of thy desire appear!"      "Tis is Divine Tragedy -   The fool and the rocking court:   Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells!:   Make us guffaw at thy futile follies,   Yet for our blunders - Oh, in shame;   Earth beareth no balm for mistakes -   We hold the Earth to Hell away."      - That cross you wear around your neck;   is it only a decoration, or are you a true Christian believer?   - Yes, I believe - truly   - Then I want you to remove it at once!   And never to wear it within this castle again!   Do you know how a falcon is trained my dear?   Her eyes are sown shut. Blinded temporarily   she suffers the whims of her God patiently,   until her will is submerged and she learns to serve -   as your God taught and blinded you with crosses.   - You had me take off my cross because it offended...   - It offended no-one. No - it simply appears   to me to be discourteous to... to wear   the symbol of a deity long dead.   My ancestors tried to find it. And to open   the door that separates us from our Creator.   - But you need no doors to find God. If you believe...   - Believe?! If you believe you are gullible.   Can you look around this world and believe   in the goodness of a god who rules it?   Famine, Pestilence, War, Disease and Death!   They rule this world.   - There is also love and life and hope.   - Very little hope I assure you. No.   If a god of love and life ever did exist...   he is long since dead.   Someone... something rules in his place.      "Believe? In a deity long dead? -   I would rather be a pagan suckled in creeds outworn;   With faartytales fill'd up in head:   Thoughts of the Book stillborn."      "Shadow of annoyance -   Ne'er come hither   ...And then He falleth,   He falleth like Lucifer   Ne'er to ascend again..."