Surely this voice meant our Teacher; for it is he that can collect the indications which lie scattered on all sides. A singular light kindles in his … - Novalis

Content, our life advancing
To a life that shall abide,
Each flame its worth enhancing,
The soul is glorified.
The starry host shall sink then
To bright and living wine,
The golden draught we drink then,
And stars ourselves shall shine.

Love released, lives woundless,
No separation more;
While life swells free and boundless
As a sea without a shore.
One night of glad elation,
One joy that cannot die,
And the sun of all creation
Is the face of the Most High.

How can a person have a sense of something if he does not have the germ of it within himself. What I am to understand must develop organically within me — and what I seem to learn is only nourishment — stimulation of the organism.

The whole of the visible is incorporated in the invisible and the audible in the inaudible, and the tangible in the intangible. There is no doubt that everything that can be thought about is incorporated into everything that cannot be thought about.