In the beginning was the myth.

He has robbed me, yet he has given me something of greater value . . . he has given to me myself.

The opposite of every truth is just as true.

There is a miracle in every new beginning

Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.

Every natural form is latent within us, originates in the soul whose essence is eternity, whose essence we cannot know but which most often intimates itself to us as the power to love and create.

People know, or dimly feel, that if thinking is not kept pure and keen, and if respect for the world of mind is no longer operative, ships and automobiles will soon cease to run right, the engineer's slide rule and the computations of banks and stock exchanges will forfeit validity and authority, and chaos will ensue.