Go straight for souls, and go for the worst.
Category Archive: 1829
But what is the use of preaching the Gospel to men whose whole attention is concentrated upon a mad, desperate struggle to keep themselves alive?
Out in the lonely woods the jasmine burns Its fragrant lamps, and turns Into a royal court with green festoons The banks of dark lagoons.
We must wake ourselves up! Or somebody else will take our place, and bear our cross, and thereby rob us of our crown.
Each has its lesson; for our dreams in sooth, come they in shape of demons, gods, or elves, are allegories with deep hearts of truth that tell us solemn secrets of ourselves.
Look! Don’t be deceived by appearances – men and things are not what they seem. All who are not on the rock are in the sea!