Standing on the bare ground, — my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space, — all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent… - Ralph Waldo Emerson

I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part of God.

I like the silent church before the service begins, better than any preaching.

The influence of the senses has, in most men, overpowered the mind to the degree that the walls of time and space have come to look real and insurmountable; and to speak with levity of these limits is, in the world, the sign of insanity. Yet, time and space are but inverse measures of the force of the soul.

Love not the flower they pluck and know it not, And all their botany is Latin names.