The Creative Mind Plays With The Object

The Utter Failure Came At The Crucifixion In The Tragic Words, 'my God, My God, Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?' If You Want To Understand The Full Tragedy Of Those Words You Must Realize What They Meant: Christ Saw That His Whole Life, Devoted To The Truth According To His Best Conviction, Had Been A Terrible Illusion. He Had Lived It To The Full Absolutely Sincerely, He Had Made His Honest Experiment, But It Was Nevertheless A Compensation. On The Cross His Mission Deserted Him. But Because He Had Lived So Fully And Devotedly He Won Through To The Resurrection Body.

Where Wisdom Reigns, There Is No Conflict Between Thinking And Feeling.

New Ideas Are Not Only The Enemies Of Old Ones; They Also Appear Often In An Extremely Unacceptable Form.

Between The Dreams Of Night And Day There Is Not So Great A Difference.

Every Individual Needs Revolution, Inner Division, Overthrow Of The Existing Order, And Renewal, But Not By Forcing Them Upon His Neighbors Under The Hypocritical Cloak Of Christian Love Or The Sense Of Social Responsibility Or Any Of The Other Beautiful Euphemisms For Unconscious Urges To Personal Power.