noun quotes

God, to me, it seems, is a verb not a noun proper or improper. See Hugo 421:83.

- R(ichard) Buckminster Fuller
  Poem, published in No More Secondhand God (1963).

The point is the seeingthe grace beyond recognition, the ways of the bird rising, unnamed, unknown, beyond the range of language, beyond its noun. Eyes open on growing, flying, happening, and go on opening. Manifold, the world dawns on unrecognizing, realizing eyes. Amazement is the thing. Not love, but the astonishment of loving.

- Alastair Reid
  Weathering,'Growing, Flying, Happening'.