The desire of an entity is like a firefly—it flits here and there, fixing on things small and large and infinite with bewildering speed…and all desires are true and real in their way. It is at those times when one is tabernacling in silence with the infinite One that the firefly of desire lands just for a moment, just for a spell of time, infinitely short and infinitely precious, and comes to rest at a still point that opens up into all of infinity and eternity…There is a hunger which comes to one who finally understands that he knows nothing; there is a hunger for the presence of the living Creator. It is a hunger that can never be slaked in the world of ten thousand things. It is a precious hunger. It is a hunger more precious that the fullness of all desires being realized in the world. It is a hunger that calls forth devotion, that lives on faith, that knows beyond all knowing, that has awareness with no content.