The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts uponTurns Ashes — or it prospers; and anon,Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty FaceLighting a little Hour or two — is gone. FitzGerald, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (1859)
I sent my Soul through the Invisible,Some letter of that After-life to spell:And by and by my Soul return'd to me,And answer'd "I Myself am Heav'n and Hell." FitzGerald, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám (1859)