It Is Certain My Belief Gains Quite

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

Sometimes With The Most Intense Pain A Paralysis Of Sensibility Occurs. The Soul Disintegrates--hence The Deadly Frost--the Free Power Of The Mind--the Shattering, Ceaseless Wit Of This Kind Of Despair. There Is No Inclination For Anything Any More--the Person Is Alone, Like A Baleful Power--as He Has No Connection With The Rest Of The World He Consumes Himself Gradually--and In Accordance With His Own Principle He Is--misanthropic And Misotheos.

Prayer Is To Religion What Thinking Is To Philosophy. To Pray Is To Make Religion.

We Are Near Awakening When We Dream That We Dream.

We Never Completely Comprehend Ourselves, But We Can Do Far More Than Comprehend.