If ever I have laughed with the laughter of the creative lightning, to which the long thunder of the deed followeth, grumblingly, but obediently: If ever I have played dice with the Gods at the divine table of the earth, so that the earth quaked and ruptured, and snorted forth fire streams: For a divine table is the earth, and trembling with new creative dictums and dice casts of the Gods: Oh, how could I not be ardent for Eternity, and for the marriage ring of rings the ring of the return?