The Brains -the Thinking Organs- Are The

Friendship, Love, And Piety Ought To Be Handled With A Sort Of Mysterious Secrecy; They Ought To Be Spoken Of Only In The Rare Moments Of Perfect Confidence, To Be Mutually Understood In Silence. Many Things Are Too Delicate To Be Thought; Many More, To Be Spoken.

Where Are We Really Going? Always Home.

Denotation By Means Of Sounds And Markings Is A Remarkable Abstraction. Three Letters Designate God For Me; Several Lines A Million Things. How Easy Becomes The Manipulation Of The Universe Here, How Evident The Concentration Of The Intellectual World! Language Is The Dynamics Of The Spiritual Realm. One Word Of Command Moves Armies; The Word Liberty Entire Nations.

There Is But One Temple In The Universe, And That Is The Body Of Man.

When One Begins To Reflect On Philosophy—then Philosophy Seems To Us To Be Everything, Like God, And Love. It Is A Mystical, Highly Potent, Penetrating Idea—which Ceaselessly Drives Us Inward In All Directions. The Decision To Do Philosophy—to Seek Philosophy Is The Act Of Self-liberation—the Thrust Toward Ourselves.