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" "Must we always be warned, and can we only fall on our knees when some one is there to tell us that God is passing by? If you have loved profoundly you have needed no one to tell you that your soul was a thing as great in itself as the world; that the stars, the flowers, the waves of night and sea were not solitary; that it was on the threshold of appearances that everything began, but nothing ended, and that the very lips you kissed belonged to a creature who was loftier, much purer, and much more beautiful than the one whom your arms enfolded.
Count Maurice Polydore Marie Bernard Maeterlinck (29 August 1862 – 6 May 1949) was a Belgian poet, playwright, and essayist who wrote in French, most famous for his work L'Oiseau Bleu (The Blue Bird), and for other works exploring the meaning of life and death. He was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1911.
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خدا
محال است که نوع انسان بتواند به خدا معتقد نشود و من از گفته ی بعضی از بزرگان کلیسا حیرت می کنم که می گویند مترلینگ به خدا معتقد نیست.
آری همه کس به خدا معتقد است ولی هرکس عقیده ی خاصی نسبت به او دارد که متناسب با طرز فکر اوست و همواره خدایی که می پرستیم شبیه خود ماست که صفات و خصائل مارا توصیف می نماید.
اگر اندیشه ی شما هزار مرتبه بزرگ تر از حالا باشد خدای شما هم هزار مرتبه پاک تر خواهد گردید.
هرگز از اندیشه خود یک خدای منتقم و خونخوار و سفاک بیرون نیاورید تا ناچار باشید از خدای خود بترسید.
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He who knows himself is wise; yet have we no sooner acquired real consciousness of our being than we learn that true wisdom is a thing that lies far deeper than consciousness. The chief gain of increased consciousness is that it unveils an ever-loftier unconsciousness, on whose heights do the sources lie of the purest wisdom.