Withdraw into yourself and look.

Before we had our becoming here, we existed There, men other than now; we were pure souls. Intelligence inbound with the entire of reality, not fenced off, integral to that All. [...] Then it was as if One voice sounded. One word was uttered and from every side an ear attended and received and there was an effective hearing; now we are become a dual thing, no longer that which we were at first, dormant, and in a sense no longer present.

Mankind is poised midway between the gods and the beasts.

Beauty is rather a light that plays over the symmetry of things than that symmetry itself.

If someone with the right conduct tries to attain to something that lies outside of it, is his goal not the right conduct.

God is not external to anyone, but is present with all things, though they are ignorant that He is so.

Beauty addresses itself chiefly to sight, but there is a beauty for the hearing too, as in certain combinations so words and in all kinds of music; for melodies and cadences are beautiful; and minds that lift themselves above the realm of sense to a higher order are aware of beauty in the conduct of life, in actions, in character, in the pursuits of the intellect; and there is the beauty of the virtues.