"THE MYSTIC who passes through the moment when there is nothing but God does in some sense behold the beginningless beginnings in which there was really nothing else. He not only appreciates everything but the nothing of which everything was made. In a fashion he endures and answers even the earthquake irony of the Book of Job; in some sense he is there when the foundations of the world are laid, with the morning stars singing together and the sons of God shouting for joy."
~G.K. Chesterton: St. Francis of Assisi.
Artwork: St. Francis in Ecstasy, by Caravaggio. Oil on canvas, c. 1595; Wadsworth Atheneum, Hartford.