I Not Only Have A Body; I

You Know You Have Loved Someone When You Have Glimpsed In Them That Which Is Too Beautiful To Die.

An Individual Is Not Distinct From His Place. He Is His Place.

Music At Times Is More Like Perfume Than Mathematics.

This Detachment (poverty, Chastity, Etc.) Must Not Be Mere Amputation; Everything Which Is Shaken Off Must Be Simultaneously Found Again At A Higher Level.

But A Science Is Exact To The Extent That Its Method Measures Up To And Is Adequate To Its Object.