If faith is lost, there is no security and there is no life for him who does not adhere to religion.

The alchemist of the West has turned stone into glass But my alchemy has transmuted glass into flint Pharaohs of today have stalked me in vain

Be not entangled in this world of days and nights; Thou hast another time and space as well.

The revealed and mystic literature of mankind bears ample testimony to the fact that religious experience has been too enduring and dominant in the history of mankind to be rejected as mere illusion. There seems to be no reason, then, to accept the normal level of human experience as fact and reject its other levels as mystical and emotional.

It is the nature of the self to manifest itself, In every atom slumbers the might of the self.

But the universe, as a collection of finite things, presents itself as a kind of island situated in a pure vacuity to which time, regarded as a series of mutually exclusive moments, is nothing and does nothing.

Why hast thou made me born in this country, The inhabitant of which is satisfied with being a slave?