He took the violet scrap of paper out and held it in the moonlight helplessly. I can't read this without my glasses, he said. You put yours on first. We've deceived each other long enough. Holly took out a handsome pair of tortoise-shell rimmed glasses, studded with tiny rhinestones, and read aloud: --:you forget that the Kingdom of Heaven is not on this Earth. In reaching for the stars, man can find nothing but his own soul."

1951.