God is in me or else is not at all.
Poetry increases the feeling for reality.
It is not everyday that the world arranges itself into a poem.
Realism is a corruption of reality.
What our eyes behold may well be the text of life but one's meditations on the text and the disclosures of these meditations are no less a part of the structure of reality.
Perhaps it is of more value to infuriate philosophers than to go along with them.