...I will hover over you on white wings while you sleep, and when you are awake, I will follow you and whisper beautiful words in your ear. Perhaps you will even smile at me. And if I am not accorded white wings - if they don't happen to be so very white - I will ask one of God's angels to do it for me. I won't come near you, I will hide in a corner to see if you smile at him...

from "Mysteries" by Knut Hamsun