There are no facts, only interpretations.

Glance into the world just as though time were gone: and everything crooked will become straight to you.

God is a thought who makes crooked all that is straight.

Mystical explanations are thought to be deep; the truth is that they are not even shallow.

Not when truth is dirty, but when it is shallow, does the enlightened man dislike to wade into its waters.

The essence of all beautiful art, all great art, is gratitude.

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