On every side is clamour and tumult, in every street are candles and torches, For tonight the teeming world gives birth to the world everlasting. Love is the key to understanding, the guide to faultless conduct, the purifier of thought and the balm of sorrows. It is the physician, the alchemist, the teacher, the way. Demanding no proofs, it is both faith and devotion. Without a strong and consistent love, a human being is the victim of wahm, opinion and images.
Reason stands against sensuality and images, but pure intuition directs the untainted reason.
Reason gives knowledge, but love provides certitude. Knowledge is inferior to certitude but above opinion, for knowledge is a seeker of certainty, and certainty is a seeker of vision and intuition. Vision is immediately born of certitude, just as fancy is born of opinion. The distinction in experience between internal and external, subjectivity and objectivity, requires the division of reality into two realms, that of spirit and that of nature. Material objects belong to the latter, but soul is wholly spiritual, and as such is ultimately undifferentiated.