Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh, just, subtle, and mighty opium!

Hope is a subtle glutton. She feeds on what we deem as lost.

As usual, nature’s imagination far surpasses our own, as we have seen from the other theories which are subtle and deep.

When the mind that is subtle goes out through the brain and the sense-organs, the gross names and forms appear; when it stays in the Heart, the names and forms disappear.