If Only I May Grow:

When The Sense Of The Earth Unites With The Sense Of One's Body, One Becomes Earth Of The Earth, A Plant Among Plants, An Animal Born From The Soil And Fertilizing It. In This Union, The Body Is Confirmed In Its Pantheism.

Creative People Have To Be Fed From The Divine Source.

The Longest Journey Is The Journey Inwards. Of Him Who Has Chosen His Destiny, Who Has Started Upon His Quest For The Source Of His Being.

When You Have Reached The Point Where You No Longer Expect A Response, You Will At Last Be Able To Give In Such A Way That The Other Is Able To Receive, And Be Grateful. When Love Has Matured And, Through A Dissolution Of The Self Into Light, Become A Radiance, Then Shall The Lover Be Liberated From Dependence Upon The Beloved, And The Beloved Also Be Made Perfect By Being Liberated From The Lover.

Respect For The Word - To Employ It With Scrupulous Care And In Incorruptible Heartfelt Love Of Truth - Is Essential If There Is To Be Any Growth In A Society Or In The Human Race. To Misuse The Word Is To Show Contempt For Man. It Undermines The Bridges And Poisons The Wells. It Causes Man To Regress Down The Long Path Of His Evolution.