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.

Knowledge, if it does not determine action, is dead to us.

There is one and the same soul in many bodies.

And this is the life of the Gods, and of Godlike men, a life without love of the world, a flight of the Alone to the Alone.

One principle must make the universe a single complex living creature, one from all.

Life here with the things of the earth is a sinking, a defeat, a failing of the wing.

Fear must be entirely banished. The purified soul will fear nothing.