It Pains Me To Speak Of God

The World Is A Spinning Die, And Everything Turns And Changes: Man Is Turned Into Angel, And Angel Into Man, And The Head Into The Foot, And The Foot Into The Head. Thus All Things Turn And Spin And Change, This Into That, And That Into This, The Topmost To The Undermost, And The Undermost To The Topmost. For At The Root All Is One, And Salvation Inheres In The Change And Return Of Things.

Every Person Born In This World Represents Something New, Something That Never Existed Before, Something Original And Unique.

The Ones Who Count Are Those Persons Who - Though They May Be Of Little Renown - Respond To And Are Responsible For The Continuation Of The Living Spirit.

There Is No Room For God In Him Who Is Full Of Himself.

Power Abdicates Only Under The Stress Of Counter-power.