“And this is the life of the Gods, and of Godlike men, a life without love of the world, a flight of the Alone to the Alone.”

When we look outside of that on which we depend we ignore our unity; looking outward we see many faces; look inward and all is one head.

Pleasure and distress, fear and courage, desire and aversion, where have these affections and experiences their seat?

A dogma recognized throughout antiquity… (that) the soul expiates its sins in the darkness of the infernal regions and… afterwards… passes into new bodies, there to undergo new trials.

God is not external to anyone, but is present with all things, though they are ignorant that He is so.

Knowledge, if it does not determine action, is dead to us.

It is in virtue of unity that beings are beings.

Never did eye see the sun unless it had first become sun-like, and never can the soul have vision of the First Beauty unless itself be beautiful.

Being is desirable because it is identical with Beauty, and Beauty is loved because it is Being.

We must not run after it, but we must fit ourselves for the vision and then wait tranquilly for it.

We are not separated from spirit, we are in it.

Now we are become a dual thing, no longer that which we were at first, dormant, and in a sense no longer present.

Withdraw into yourself and look.

Each one of us is part of the soul of the universe

Knowing demands the organ fitted to the object.

Cut away all that is excessive, straighten all that is crooked, bring light to all that is overcast, labour to make all one glow of beauty and never cease chiselling your statue.

From the Soul using the body as an instrument, it does not follow that the Soul must share the body’s experiences: a man does not himself feel all the experiences of the tools with which he is working.

I don’t see myself being in the sport a very long period of time, so I want to fight as much as possible.

Beginning with the early dawn of each day, I will radiate joy to everyone I meet. I will be mental sunshine for all who cross my path. Before the unfailing light of my cheer, darkness will take flight.

Love is a power too strong to be overcome by anything but flight.

Meanwhile the Adversary of God and man, Satan with thoughts inflamed of highest design, Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of hell Explores his solitary flight.

How do you get off a non-stop flight?

Music gives the mind wings, flight to the imagination and life to everything.

Thoughts on a tapestry. Colour or black and white. A brush, a pen, A flash of light. Ideas flowing soon, about to take flight.

Use only that which works, and take it from any place you can find it.