Mathematics Is The Life Of The Gods.

The Seat Of The Soul Is Where The Inner World And The Outer World Meet. Where They Overlap, It Is In Every Point Of The Overlap.

There Is But One Temple In The World, And That Is The Body Of Man. Nothing Is Holier Than This High Form. Bending Before Men Is A Reverence Done To This Revelation In The Flesh. We Touch Heaven When We Lay Our Hand On A Human Body.

What Delights, What Pleasures Does Your Life Offer You That Outweigh The Raptures Of Death?

Nothing Is More Indispensable To True Religiosity Than A Mediator That Links Us With Divinity.

Nature Is An Aeolian Harp, A Musical Instrument Whose Tones Are The Re-echo Of Higher Strings Within Us.