Whatever may befall you, it was preordained for you from everlasting. Book VII
The dream is the small hidden door in the deepest and most intimate sanctum of the soul, which opens to that primeval cosmic night that was soul long before there was conscious ego and will be soul far beyond what a conscious ego could ever reach. The Meaning of Psychology for Modern Man
Poetry makes life what lights and music do the stage. The Pickwick Papers
Not to live as if you had endless years ahead of you. Death overshadows you. While you're alive and able—be good. Book IV
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