Let go into His arms until you find yourself obsessed with things devine.
John Crowder, The Ecstasy of Loving God

Swifts, on a fine morning in May, flying this way, that way, sailing around at a great hight, perfectly happily. Then, one leaps onto the back of another, grasps tightly and forgetting to fly they both sink down and down, in a great dying fall, fathom after fathom, until the female utters a loud, piercing cry of ecstasy.
Charlotte Bronte

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.

This ecstasy, this forgetfulness of living, comes to the artist, caught up and out of himself in a sheet of flame; it comes to the soldier, war‐mad in a stricken field and refusing quarter; and it came to Buck, leading the pack, sounding the old wolf‐cry, straining after the food that was alive and that fled swiftly before him through the moonlight.
Jack London, The Call of the Wild

How often one goes to sleep troubled and full of pain, not knowing what causes the travail, and in the morning a whole new direction and clearness is there, maybe the result of the black reasoning. And again there are mornings when ecstasy bubbles in the blood, and the stomach and chest are tight and electric with joy, and nothing in the thoughts to justify it or cause it.
John Steinbeck, East of Eden

My task, which I am trying to achieve is, by the power of the written word, to make you hear, to make you feel‐it is, before all, to make you see.
Joseph Conrad, Lord Jim

Benedictus, 2CELLOS

Ave Maria, Amira Willighagen and Gissur P'all Gissurarson

Pie Jesu, Celtic Woman