Have I seen him?
Millions of times.

From the time that I was a little child a thousand years old I was his second favorite among the nursery angels of our blood and lineage--to use a human phrase--yes, from that time until the Fall, eight thousand years, measured as you count time." "Eight--thousand!" "Yes." He turned to Seppi, and went on as if answering something that was in Seppi's mind: "Why, naturally I look like a boy, for that is what I am.

With us what you call time is a spacious thing; it takes a long stretch of it to grow an angel to full age." There was a question in my mind, and he turned to me and answered it, "I am sixteen thousand years old--counting as you count." Then he turned to Nikolaus and said: "No, the Fall did not affect me nor the rest of the relationship.

It was only he that I was named for who ate of the fruit of the tree and then beguiled the man and the woman with it.

We others are still ignorant of sin; we are not able to commit it; we are without blemish, and shall abide in that estate always.