In Each Of Us There Dwells A

I Don't See America As A Mainland, But As A Sea, A Big Ocean. Sometimes A Storm Arises, A Formidable Current Develops, And It Seems It Will Engulf Everything. Wait A Moment, Another Current Will Appear And Bring The First One To Naught.

To Redeem Creation The Saint Wages War On The Entire Fabric Of Creation, With The Bare Weapons Of Truth And Love.

The More The Poet Grows, The Deeper The Level Of Creative Intuition Descends Into The Density Of His Soul. Where Formerly He Could Be Moved To Song, He Can Do Nothing Now, He Must Dig Deeper.

The Truth Of Practical Intellect Is Understood Not As Conformity To An Extramental Being But As Conformity To A Right Desire; The End Is No Longer To Know What Is, But To Bring Into Existence That Which Is Not Yet.

The Great And Admirable Strength Of America Consists In This, That America Is Truly The American People.