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We are never like angels till our passion dies.

Our acts our angels are, for good or ill, our fatal shadows that walk by us still.

We are not angels, we are merely sophisticated apes. Yet we feel like angels trapped inside the bodies of beasts, craving transcendence and all the time trying to spread our wings and fly off, and it's really a very odd predicament to be in, if you think about it.

I'm not obsessed with angels but I do adore angels.

The golden moments in the stream of life rush past us, and we see nothing but sand; the angels come to visit us, and we only know them when they are gone.

Yes, I'm a great believer in angels.

For why should we not admire more the angels themselves and the blessed choirs of heaven?

It is by suffering that human beings become angels.

Angels are like diamonds. They can't be made, you have to find them. Each one is unique.

I'm not the kind of guy to talk about angels: I'm a very pragmatic kind of guy.