To Have Solely One Thought, But It

Man Becomes Aware Of The Sacred Because It Manifests Itself, Shows Itself, As Something Wholly Different From The Profane.

For Those To Whom A Stone Reveals Itself As Sacred, Its Immediate Reality Is Transmuted Into Supernatural Reality. In Other Words, For Those Who Have A Religious Experience All Nature Is Capable Of Revealing Itself As Cosmic Sacrality.

And I Realize How Useless Wails Are And How Gratuitous Melancholy Is.

It Would Be Frightening To Think That In All The Cosmos, Which Is So Harmonious, So Complete And Equal To Itself, That Only Human Life Is Happening Randomly, That Only One's Destiny Lacks Meaning.

To Believe That I Could, At Twenty-three, Sacrifice History And Culture For The Absolute Was Further Proof That I Had Not Understood India. My Vocation Was Culture, Not Sainthood.