Friends, The Soil Is Poor, We Must

To Become Properly Acquainted With A Truth, We Must First Have Disbelieved It, And Disputed Against It.

The Badge Of Honesty Is Simplicity.

The Individual Soul Should Seek For An Intimate Union With The Soul Of The Universe.

I Was Still Blind, But Twinkling Stars Did Dance Throughout My Being's Limitless Expanse, Nothing Had Yet Drawn Close, Only At Distant Stages I Found Myself, A Mere Suggestion Sensed In Past And Future Ages.

We Touch Heaven When We Lay Our Hand On A Human Body!