The moment one is on the side of life; peace and security drop out of consciousness. The only peace, the only security, is in fulfillment.

Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. He dared to imagine everything.

Keep your exclamation points under control!

The art of living is based on rhythm - on give & take, ebb & flow, light & dark, life & death. By acceptance of all aspects of life, good & bad, right & wrong, yours & mine, the static, defensive life, which is what most people are cursed with, is converted into a dance, 'the dance of life,' metamorphosis.

Your whole past is like a long sleep which would have been forgotten had there been no memory, but remembrance is there in the blood and the blood is like an ocean in which everything is washed away but that which is new and more substantial even than life - reality.

As far as history goes I am dead. If there is something beyond I shall have to bounce back. I have found God, but he is insufficient. I am only spiritually dead. Physically I am alive. Morally I am free. The world which I have departed is a menagerie.

The waking mind, you see, is the least serviceable in the arts.