And, back in my own home,
Would beg the old pains
To burn once again in me;
I cannot separate myself from them.
For pain is not a single part
Cut off from the health of soul … .” [22F-TDI: p. 145-146]
[23F-TDI: p. 152]
“Only at the tip of its highest branch
Does the tree of life propel you
Forth to the sweet sunlight,
To the bitter, ripe fruit of consciousness … .
The person is only the tip of the tree,
The final end of the thread of life.” [23F-TDI: p. 152]
[24F-TDI: p. 171]
“Every moment of life is fulfilled being, is of infinite significance, exists for its own sake … . (…) Life is heavenly music that the exalted Artist of the universe conjures forth out of the instrument of nature. Fools say that life is a bare, empty sound, that it passes away like the breath … . But life is music. Every moment is a melody or a fulfilled, soulful, inspired tone. (…) Musical tones also pass away, but every tone is filled being, has a significance as tone. Transitoriness disappears as a meaningless reality without significance in comparison to this inner significance and soul of the musical tone.” [24F-TDI: p. 171]
[25F-TDI: p. 187]
“ ‘The Miser’:
The skinflint who hoards life’s involvement only for the future world
Dies of starvation in the midst of present riches.
‘What I Have is Better Than What I Might Have’:
… the mystical fool cheats himself out of real life,
Straining in futile greed after its mere semblance.” [25F-TDI: p. 187]
[26F-TDI: p. 192]
“ ‘How far have they fallen!’:
This timid crowd can no longer erect temples or cathedrals,
So now the only temple left for God is a chamber of the heart.” [26F-TDI: p. 192]
