An Individual Piece Only Has Meaning When

It Strikes Everyone In Beginning To Form An Acquaintance With The Treasures Of Indian Literature That A Land So Rich In Intellectual Products And Those Of The Profoundest Order Of Thought.

In The Soul Is The Awaking Of Consciousness: Consciousness Sets Itself Up As Reason, Awaking At One Bound To The Sense Of Its Rationality: And This Reason By Its Activity Emancipates Itself To Objectivity And The Consciousness Of Its Intelligent Unity.

The Proofs Of The Existence Of God Are To Such An Extent Fallen Into Discredit That They Pass For Something Antiquated, Belonging To Days Gone By.

Not Curiosity, Not Vanity, Not The Consideration Of Expediency, Not Duty And Conscientiousness, But An Unquenchable, Unhappy Thirst That Brooks No Compromise Leads Us To Truth.

To Make Abstractions Hold In Reality Is To Destroy Reality.