There Is No Room For God In

As Long As The Firmament Of The You Is Spread Over Me, The Tempests Of Causality Cower At My Heels, And Whirl Of Doom Congeals.

To Love God Truly, One Must First Love Man. And If Anyone Tells You That He Loves God And Does Not Love His Fellow-man, You Will Know That He Is Lying.

When A Man Grows Aware Of A New Way In Which To Serve God, He Should Carry It Around With Him Secretly, And Without Uttering It, For Nine Months, As Though He Were Pregnant With It, And Let Others Know Of It Only At The End Of That Time, As Though It Were A Birth.

The World Is Not Divine Sport, It Is Divine Destiny. There Is A Divine Meaning Of The World, Of Man, Of Human Persons, Of You And Me.

Every Man's Foremost Task Is The Actualization Of His Unique, Unprecedented And Never-recurring Potentialities, And Not The Repetition Of Something That Another, And Be It Even The Greatest, Has Already Achieved.