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"Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place, (Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism, sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon, drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close, and hooting at the glorious sun in Heaven, cries out, Where is it?" - Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
<blockquote><a href="http://quotationsbook.com/quote/3392/">Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place, (Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism, sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon, drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close, and hooting at the glorious sun in Heaven, cries out, Where is it?</a></blockquote><br> <a href="http://quotationsbook.com/quotes/author/1612/">Coleridge, Samuel Taylor</a> on <a href="http://quotationsbook.com/quotes/tag/atheism/">atheism</a><br> Quote from <a href="http://quotationsbook.com">Quotations Book</a>
