What says the writer of his intention?
What sets he out to prove ?" "He says that is the Secret of the First Great Truth, descended straight to him--" "Many have said so much, yet have lied." "He says that which is written in his book is through him but not of him, past criticism and beyond cavil.

'Tis all in ancient and crabbed characters going back to the threshold of my learning, but here upon this passage-top where they are writ large I make them out to say, 'ONLY THE MAN WHO HAS DIED MANY TIMES BEGINS TO LIVE.'" "A pregnant passage! Turn another page, and try again; I have an inkling of the book already." "'Tis poor, silly stuff," said the girl, slipping a hand covertly into my own.

"Why will you make me read it?
I have a book on pomatums worth twice as much as this." "Nevertheless, dip in again, dear lady.

What says the next heading ?" And with a little sigh at the heaviness of her task, Heru read out: "SOMETIMES THE GODS THEMSELVES FORGET THE ANSWERS TO THEIR OWN RIDDLES." "Lady, I knew it! "All this is still preliminary to the great matter of the book, but the mutterings of the priest who draws back the curtains of the shrine--and here, after the scribe has left these two yellow pages blank as though to set a space of reverence between himself and what comes next--here speaks the truth, the voice, the fact of all life." But "Oh! Jones," she said, turning from the dusty pages and clasping her young, milk-warm hands over mine and leaning towards me until her blushing cheek was near to my shoulder and the incense of her breath upon me.
"Oh! Gulliver Jones," she said.

"Make me read no more; my soul revolts from the task, the crazy brown letters swim before my eyes.