‘The high desire that is now aflame and urgent in thee to have knowledge of that which thou seest pleases me more the more it swells; but first thou must drink of these waters before this great thirst of thine can be satisfied.’ Thus she spoke to me who was the sun of my eyes; then she continued: ‘The river and the topazes that pass into it and out and the laughter of the flowers are shadowy forecasts of their truth; not that these things are imperfect in themselves, but the defect is in thyself, that thy vision is not yet so exalted.’


Dante, born: 1265

(Excerpt from The Divine Comedy 3: Paradiso. Translated by John D. Sinclair, 1939).