O Son of Dust! Turn not away thine eyes from the matchless
wine of the immortal Beloved, and open them not to foul and mortal dregs. Take
from the hands of the divine Cup-bearer the chalice of immortal life, that all
wisdom may be thine, and that thou mayest hearken unto the mystic voice calling
from the realm of the invisible. Cry aloud, ye that are of low aim! Wherefore
have ye turned away from My holy and immortal wine unto evanescent water?
- Baha’u’llah (‘The Hidden Words’)
