The living self has one purpose only: to come into its own fullness of being, as a tree comes into full blossom, or a bird into spring beauty, or a tiger into lustre.
An illusion which is a real experience is worth having.
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself
God is only a great imaginative experience.
The horse, the horse! The symbol of surging potency and power of movement, of action.
And to my lips' Bright crimson rim The passion slips, And down my slim White body drips The shining hymn.