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There Is No Argument So Cogent Not Only In Demonstrating, The Indestructibility Of The Soul, But Also In Showing That It Always Preserves In Its Nature Traces Of All Its Preceding States With A Practical Remembrance Which Can Always Be Aroused. Since It Has The Consciousness Of Or Knows In Itself What Each One Calls His Me. This Renders It Open To Moral Qualities, To Chastisement And To Recompense Even After This Life, For Immortality Without Remembrance Would Be Of No Value.

Whence It Follows That God Is Absolutely Perfect, Since Perfection Is Nothing But Magnitude Of Positive Reality, In The Strict Sense, Setting Aside The Limits Or Bounds In Things Which Are Limited.

I Have Seen Something Of The Project Of M. De St. Pierre, For Maintaining A Perpetual Peace In Europe. I Am Reminded Of A Device In A Cemetery, With The Words: Pax Perpetua ; For The Dead Do Not Fight Any Longer: But The Living Are Of Another Humor; And The Most Powerful Do Not Respect Tribunals At All.

The Present Is Great With The Future.

The World Is Not A Machine. Everything In It Is Force, Life, Thought.