The ancestor of every ation is a thought.

We mark with light in the memory the few interviews we have had with souls that made our souls wiser, that spoke what we thought, that told us what we knew, that gave us leave to be what we inly are.

A man is what he thinks about all day long.

Every revolution was first a thought in one man's mind

We do not yet trust the unknown power of thoughts

Nature is the incarnation of thought. The world is the mind precipitated.