The world, then, is not merely a battlefield where victory and defeat receive their due recompense in a future state. No! the world is itself the Last Judgment on it. Every man carries with him the reward and the disgrace that he deserves; and this is no other than the doctrine of the Brahmins and Buddhists as it is taught in the theory of metempsychosis.

...Love is the most universal, the most tremendous and the most mysterious of the cosmic forces. After centuries of tentative effort, social institutions have externally diked and canalized it. Taking advantage of this situation, the moralists have tried to submit it to rules. But in constructing their theories they have never got beyond the level of an elementary empiricism influenced by out of date conceptions of matter and the relics of old taboos. Socially, in science, business and public affairs, men p

...Lucifer is connected with the experience of breathing, of the in-breathing and the out-breathing. The relationship between a man's breathing and the functioning of his organism as a whole must be absolutely regular and normal. The moment the breathing process is in any way disturbed, instead of remaining the unconscious operation to which no attention need be paid, it becomes a conscious process, of which we are more or less dreamily aware. And when, to put it briefly, the breathing process becomes too f

...The way to supersensible knowledge, as described in this book, leads the soul through experiences concerning the nature of which it is especially important that all illusions and misconceptions should be avoided. Yet it is but natural that the latter should arise in such questions as are here considered. In this connection one of the most serious mistakes arises when the whole range of inner experience dealt with in true Spiritual Science, is distorted into appearing in the same category as superstition,

For love, as an affection, cannot be commanded, but beneficence for duty's sake may; even though we are not impelled to it by any inclination- nay, are even repelled by a natural and unconquerable aversion. This is practical love and not pathological- a love which is seated in the will, and not in the propensions of sense- in principles of action and not of tender sympathy; and it is this love alone which can be commanded.

For a long while Wagner's ship sailed happily along this course. There can be no doubt that along it Wagner sought his highest goal.—What happened? A misfortune. The ship dashed on to a reef; Wagner had run aground. The reef was Schopenhauer's philosophy; Wagner had stuck fast on a contrary view of the world.

My Soul sends up to Heaven each night the cry of Love!God's starry Beauty draws with might the cry of Love!Bright sun and moon each mom dance in my Heart at Dawn:And waking me at daylight, excite the cry of Love!On every meadow glancing, I see God's sunbeams play;And all Creation's wonders excite the cry of Love!I, All in All becoming, now clear see God in All;And up from Union yearning, takes flight the cry of Love!

God is one for all,But he is three-fold.Men err, because he is seven-fold.In his totality he is one-sounding,In his division he is many-sounding,And in another division he is contradictory.He is everywhere in all forms.

The heart is like a grain, we resemble the mill; does the latter know why it turns? The body is like the mill, thoughts are the water which makes it turn; the mill creaks and the water recognises its movement. The water says: Ask the miller, who sends this water down the mill-stream? And the miller will tell thee: O eater of bread, if the mill turned not, who would be baker? Many strange things will happen: silence!

...Every living being longs always to be happy, untainted by sorrow; and everyone has the greatest love for himself, which is solely due to the fact that happiness is his real nature. Hence, in order to realise that inherent and untainted happiness, which indeed he daily experiences when the mind is subdued in deep sleep, it is essential that he should know himself. For obtaining such knowledge the enquiry, 'Who am I?' in quest of the Self is the best means. 'Who Am I?' I am not this physical body, nor am I

For as amongst masterlesse men, there is perpetuall war, of every man against his neighbour; no inheritance, to transmit to the Son, nor to expect from the Father; no propriety of Goods, or Lands; no security; but a full and absolute Libertie in every Particular man: So in States, and Common-wealths not dependent on one another, every Common-wealth, (not every man) has an absolute Libertie, to doe what it shall judge (that is to say, what that Man, or Assemblie that representeth it, shall judge) most conduc

A man belongs, as a bad individual, to the bad, to a mass of subjugated, powerless men who have no feeling in common. The good are a caste, the bad are a quantity, like dust. Good and bad is, for a considerable period, tantamount to noble and servile, master and slave. On the other hand an enemy is not looked upon as bad: he can requite. The Trojan and the Greek are in Homer both good. Not he, who does no harm, but he who is despised, is deemed bad.