"Do you see our Sun, do you see him?"
"I'm afraid. . . I don't dare to look," whispered Alyosha.
"Do not be afraid of him. Awful is his greatness before us, terrible is his loftiness, yet he is boundlessly merciful, he became like us out of love, and he is rejoicing with us, transforming water into wine, that the joy of the guests may not end. He is waiting for new guests, he is ceaselessly calling new guests, now unto ages of ages. See, they are bringing the new wine, the vessels are being brought in. . ."

-from the Brothers Karamazov, pg 361-2

My eyes are moistened by this portrayal of Christ...