Morning
During the days I lay in the prison of Tihrán, though the galling weight of the chains and the stench-filled air allowed Me but little sleep, still in those infrequent moments of slumber I felt as if something flowed from the crown of My head over My breast, even as a mighty torrent that precipitateth itself upon the earth from the summit of a lofty mountain. Every limb of My body would, as a result, be set afire. At such moments My tongue recited what no man could bear to hear.
- Baha’u’llah (Quoted by Shoghi Effendi
in a letter dated June 15, 1946; ‘Messages to America’)
Evening
The Bayán is, from beginning to end, the repository of all of His [Baha’u’llah’s] attributes, and the treasury of both His fire and His light.
- The Báb (Quoted by Shoghi Effendi in ‘God Passes By’)
