Knowing ourselves, we are beautiful; in self-ignorance, we are ugly.
PLOTINUSNever stop working on your statue until the divine glory of virtue shines out on you, until you see self-mastery enthroned upon its holy seat.
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Before we had our becoming here, we existed There, men other than now; we were pure souls.
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Knowing demands the organ fitted to the object.
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Until there shall shine out on you from it the godlike splendour of virtue, until you shall see the perfect goodness surely established in the stainless shrine.
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All things are filled full of signs, and it is a wise man who can learn about one thing from another.
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Everything in the world is full of signs. All events are coordinated. All things depend on each other. Everything breathes together.
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It is in virtue of unity that beings are beings.
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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.
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We ourselves possess Beauty when we are true to our own being; ugliness is in going over to another order; knowing ourselves, we are beautiful; in self-ignorance, we are ugly.
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We may treat of the Soul as in the body – whether it be set above it or actually within it – since the association of the two constitutes the one thing called the living organism, the Animate.Now from this relation.
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Never stop working on your statue until the divine glory of virtue shines out on you, until you see self-mastery enthroned upon its holy seat.
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The Soul of each one of us is sent, that the universe may be complete.
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You can only apprehend the Infinite by a faculty that is superior to reason.
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The sculptor cuts away here, smoothes there, makes this line lighter, this other purer, until he or she has shown a beautiful face upon the statue.
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God is not external to anyone, but is present with all things, though they are ignorant that He is so.
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Now we are become a dual thing, no longer that which we were at first, dormant, and in a sense no longer present.
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