In Order To Live Man Must Believe

...primal People See The Objects Of This World Not (or Not Only) As Solid But As Open Windows To Their Divine Source.

The Heart Of Religion Is Not Altered States But Altered Traits Of Character. For Me, Then, The Test Of A Substance's Religious Worth Or Validity Is Not What Kind Of Far-out Experience It Can Produce, But Is The Life Improved By Its Use? That's The Test. Now, On That Score, If You Remove The "religious Cocoon," The Experiences Don't Seem To Have Much In The Way Of Discernible, Traceable Effects.

We Become Compassionate Not From Altruism Which Denies The Self For The Sake Of The Other, But From The Insight That Sees And Feels One Is The Other.

Only While They Are Conforming Their Actions To The Model Of Some Archetypal Hero Do The Arunta Feel That They Are Truly Alive, For In Those Roles They Are Immortal. The Occasions On Which They Slip From Such Molds Are Quite Meaningless, For Time Immediately Devours Those Occasions And Reduces Them To Nothingness.

I Don't Have Any Fear Of Death. I Do, However, Have An Inordinate Fear Of Becoming Dependent On Other People. To Me, That's The Severest Test, Not Death.