The soul in its nature loves God and longs to be at one with Him in the noble love of a daughter for a noble father; but coming to human birth and lured by the courtships of this sphere, she takes up with another love, a mortal, leaves her father and falls.
Wherever it lies, under earth or over earth, the body will always rot.
Life here with the things of the earth is a sinking, a defeat, a failing of the wing.
The Soul of each one of us is sent, that the universe may be complete.
There is one and the same soul in many bodies.
Knowledge, if it does not determine action, is dead to us.