“The Men of Faith will play the cup-bearers at this lifelong bacchanal, filling and ever filling again with the warm liquor that the Intelligences, in sad and sober privacy behind the scenes, will brew for the intoxication of their subjects.”
“The cup was emptied and would never be filled again.”
“If the cup is empty, it can be filled.”
“What's lost is nothing to what's found, and all the death that ever was, set next to life, would scarcely fill a cup.”
“Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence.”
“Fill till the wine o'erswell the cup”