From Fantastic Voyage
[as the submarine enters the brain
Yet all the suns that light the corridors of the universe shine dim before the blazing of a single thought...
- proclaiming in incandescent glory the myriad mind of Man...
Very poetic, gentlemen. Let me know when we pass the soul.
The soul? The finite mind cannot comprehend infinity - and the soul, which comes from God, is infinite.
Yes, well, our time isn't.