We must learn to die, and to die in the fullest sense of the word. The fear of the end is the source of all lovelessness

One might say that where Religion becomes artificial, it is reserved for Art to save the spirit of religion.

I hate this fast growing tendency to chain men to machines in big factories and deprive them of all joy in their efforts - the plan will lead to cheap men and cheap products.

I am fond of them, of the inferior beings of the abyss, of those who are full of longing.

Wherever the fish are, that's where we go.

Whatever I thought right, to others seemed wrong; what I held to be bad, others approved of.

I am convinced that there are universal currents of Divine Thought vibrating the ether everywhere and that any who can feel these vibrations is inspired.