Only the whore of Babylon rises rather splendid

Only the whore of Babylon rises rather splendid, sitting in her purple and scarlet upon her scarlet beast. She is the Magna Mater in malefic aspect, clothed in the colours of the angry sun, and throned upon the great red dragon of the angry cosmic power. Splendid she sits, and splendid is her Babylon. How the late apocalyptists love mouthing out all about the gold and silver and cinnamon of evil Babylon! How they want them all! How they envy Babylon her splendour, envy, envy! How they love destroying it all! The harlot sits magnificent with her golden cup of the wine of sensual pleasure in her hand. How the apocalyptists would have loved to drink out of her cup! And since they couldn't: how they loved smashing it!

D.H. Lawrence, Apocalypse (1931), 87-88

It is a great relief to find Anaximander's wheels in Ezekiel

It is a great relief to find Anaximander's wheels in Ezekiel. The bible at once becomes a book of the human race instead of being a corked up bottle of 'inspiration'. And so it is a relief to find the four Creatures of the four quarters of the heavens, winged and starry. Immediately we are out in the great Chaldean star spaces, instead of being pinched up in a Jewish tabernacle.

D.H. Lawrence, Apocalypse (1931), 36

For Anaximander's wheels, here, but it's not important