For our light and momentary affliction is producing for us an eternal glory that is far beyond comparison. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Hamlet and the King
‘Pray I can not.–
My words fly up,
My thoughts remain below;
Words without Thoughts,
never to heaven go.’
Act III, Scene 3
William Quiller Orchardson (Scottish, 1832-1910)