Every Experience Has Its Element Of Magic.

We Create Gods And Struggle With Them, And They Bless Us.

The Deity Is Within You, Not In Ideas And Books. Truth Is Lived, Not Taught.

I Can Think. I Can Wait. I Can Fast.

The Bourgeois Today Burns As Heretics And Hangs As Criminals Those To Whom He Erects Monuments Tomorrow.

What Is The Holding Of Breath? It Is A Flight From The Self, It Is A Temporary Escape From The Torment Of Self. It Is A Temporary Palliative Against The Pain And Folly Of Life.