He gives you your freedom. If there is I shall go to it someday and turn my heart into pictures and poems. Imagination is limited neither to the reality which is apparent - nor to one place. It lives everywhere. It is at a centre and feels the vibrations of all the circles within which east and west are virtually included.
Imagination is the life of mental freedom.
An extension of vision - and music is an extension of hearing. When the hand of Life is heavy and night songless, it is the time for love and trust. And how light the hand life becomes and how songful the night, when one is loving and trusting all. A true hermit goes to the wilderness to find - not to lose himself. If I accept the sunshine and warmth I must also accept the thunder and lightning.