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“Yeah, I know what you mean,” she began. “I had the same reaction—at first. But I kept thinking about what we read on Kant’s idea of the sublime, how it comes in two parts: first, you’re dwarfed by something vast and incomprehensible, and then you realize your mind can grasp that vastness. That your consciousness, your inner life, is infinite—and that makes you greater than what overwhelms you.”
A flower spreads a deep love and a peaceful sweetness in a unique, silent and generous gesture in a world torn by pain and sorrow. It expresses an ever-present harmony which love alone posseses.
The Mother: Conversation with a Disciple, February 25, 1961