They did not know what we can now guess at, contemplating the course of history: that change begins in the soul before it appears in ordinary existence.
Every revolution evaporates and leaves behind only the slime of a new bureaucracy.
The limited circle is pure.
What is meant by its nature for the highest and the best, spreads among the lowly people.
The man in ecstasy and the man drowning: both raise their arms.
Only the moment counts. It determines life.