God Dwells Wherever Man Lets

Every Morning, I Shall Concern Myself Anew About The Boundary, Between The Love-deed-yes And The Power-deed-no, And Pressing Forward Honor Reality. We Cannot Avoid, Using Power, Cannot Escape The Compulsion, To Afflict The World, So Let Us, Cautious In Diction, And Mighty In Contradiction, Love Powerfully.

The World Is A Spinning Die, And Everything Turns And Changes: Man Is Turned Into Angel, And Angel Into Man, And The Head Into The Foot, And The Foot Into The Head. Thus All Things Turn And Spin And Change, This Into That, And That Into This, The Topmost To The Undermost, And The Undermost To The Topmost. For At The Root All Is One, And Salvation Inheres In The Change And Return Of Things.

God Is The "mysterium Tremendum," That Appears And Overthrows, But He Is Also The Mystery Of The Self-evident, Nearer To Me Than My I.

Nothing So Tends To Mask The Face Of God As Religion; It Can Be A Substitute For God Himself.

Greatness By Nature Includes A Power, But Not A Will To Power. ... The Great Man, Whether We Comprehend Him In The Most Intense Activity Of His Work Or In The Restful Equipoise Of His Forces , Is Powerful, Involuntarily And Composedly Powerful, But He Is Not Avid For Power. What He Is Avid For Is The Realization Of What He Has In Mind , The Incarnation Of The Spirit .