If the world is a precipitation of human nature, so to speak, then the divine world is a sublimation of the same. Both occur in one act. No precipitation without sublimation. What goes lost there in agility, is won here.
The world must become romanticized, and in that way we find again its original meaning for us.
Before abstraction everything is one, but one like chaos; after abstraction everything is united again, but this union is a free binding of autonomous, self-determined beings. Out of a mob a society has developed, chaos has been transformed into a manifold world.
The world must be romanticized. In this way the originary meaning may be found again.
The brains -the thinking organs- are the world producers -nature's genitals.
Building worlds is not enough for the deeper urging mind; but a loving heart sates the striving spirit.
The true Poet is all-knowing; he is an actual world in miniature.
Love works magic. It is the finalpurpose of the world story, the Amen of the universe.
The mysterious path goes inward. It is in us, and not anywhere else, where the eternity of the worlds, the past and the future are found.
The seat of the soul is where the inner world and the outer world meet. Where they overlap, it is in every point of the overlap.
To romanticize the world is to make us aware of the magic, mystery and wonder of the world; it is to educate the senses to see the ordinary as extraordinary, the familiar as strange, the mundane as sacred, the finite as infinite.