Do you not remember me, Nicodemus, who believed in naught but the laws and decrees and was in continual subjection to observances?
And behold me now, a man who walks with life and laughs with the sun from the first moment it smiles upon the mountain until it yields itself to bed behind the hills.

Nicodemus The Poet, The Youngest Of The Elders In The Sanhedrim: On Fools And Jugglers - Jesus, The Son of Man (1928)