Date: 1959

"O quiet deed! / This is the breaking of the bread; / On this the leanest heart may feed / When by the stiffly-linened priest / All wounds of light are newly dressed, / Healed by the pouring-in of wine / From bitter — as from sweet — grapes bled."

— Hill, Geoffrey (b. 1932)

Date: 1959

"And so my heart has ceased to breathe / (Though there God's worm blunted its head / And stayed.)"

— Hill, Geoffrey (b. 1932)

Date: November 12, 1973

"Mysteries are the food of the mind, and all the fundamental mysteries are necessary to sanity."

— Richards, I.A. (1893-1979)

Date: 1975

"His soul, like his stomach, was in turmoil."

— Lodge, David (b. 1935)