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“He felt as though he were a prism, gathering up God’s love like white light and scattering it in all directions, and the sensation…

— Mary Doria Russell

“He clamped his eyes shut and waited for the pang of something he could no longer name to subside; it plucked at steel threads…

— J. Rose Black

“He had to say; words were a lens to focus one's mind, and he could not use words for anything else tonight.”

— Ayn Rand

“He seemed as oblivious to it as he probably was to the meaning of the word.”

— Melody Malone

“His brain had the bends.”

— Tim O'Brien

“He had forgotten how convincing the world could look, how sure of itself: its outlines and edges; it's gradations, recessions, protrusions; it's startling and…

— Gregory Maguire

“...he liked his transcendence out in plain sight where he could keep an eye on it -- say, in a nice stained-glass window --…

— Neal Stephenson

“His thoughts were too vague to be described, but they comprehended mysterious elements.”

— Frank Herbert

“He understood the impact of his question, his words falling like stones into a shadowy lake—on the surface things return to normal, but in…

— Shades of Gray

“By the time he got around to meaning it, the words had sounded fraudulent to him and he'd been afraid to pronounce them.”

— Margaret Atwood

“Components of his experiences seemed to break down, sorting into hard facts, like a series of crystals, as if they could be arranged, made…

— Brent Hayward

“And it was like the longer he talked, the more words he used, the less they came to mean anything. It was an endless…

— Alexandra Bracken