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But When A Man Draws A Lifeless Thing Into His Passionate Longing For Dialogue, Lending It Independence And As It Were A Soul, Then There May Dawn In Him The Presentiment Of A World-wide Dialogue With The World-happening That Steps Up To Him Even In His Environment, Which Consists Partially Of Things. Or Do You Seriously Think That The Giving And Taking Of Signs Halts On The Threshold Of That Business Where An Honest And Open Spirit Is Found?

Solitude Is The Place Of Purification.

Play Is The Exultation Of The Possible.

Meet The World With The Fullness Of Your Being, And You Shall Meet God. Of You Wish To Believe, Love.

Let Us, Cautious In Diction, And Mighty In Contradiction, Love Powerfully.