“The rain came down upon my head - Unshelter'd. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind.”

“In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales for the disrobed faceless forms of no position. Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts - all down in taken-for-granted situations. Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute, and the mistreated mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute, for the misdemeanor outlaw, chained an' cheated by pursuit. And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.”

“Aemon’s blind white eyes came open. “Egg?” he said, as the rain streamed down his cheeks. “Egg, I dreamed that I was old.”

“Until I lose my soul and lie Blind to the beauty of the earth, Deaf though shouting wind goes by, Dumb in a storm of mirth;Until my heart is quenched at length And I have left the land of men, Oh, let me love with all my strength Careless if I am loved again.”

“Then it was that there came into my head the first of the mad notions that contributed so much to saving our lives.”

“Love is blind but not deaf.”