“If faces were different when lit from above or below -- what was a face? What was anything?”

“You smiled then, and your whole face changed with it. It kind of lit up, like there were sunbeams coming from inside you.”

“It was like time would stop, and the dancer would sort of step through some kind of portal and he wasn't doing anything different than he had ever done, 1,000 nights before, but everything would align. And all of a sudden, he would no longer appear to be merely human. He would be lit from within, and lit from below and all lit up on fire with divinity. And when this happened, back then, people knew it for what it was, you know, they called it by it's name. They would put their hands together and they would start to chant, "Allah, Allah, Allah, God God, God." That's God, you know.”

“Therefore the place of what is firm and strong is below, and that of what is soft and weak is above.”

“When skies above were not yet namedNor earth below pronounced by nameThere was water...”

“The beauty of his face, artfully shadowed and lit from the fading firelight, it fairly stunned me.”