Quotes About Transcendence

To die, to be really dead, that must be glorious. There are far worse things awaiting man than death.

Mindset of the man too busy: I am too busy BEING God to become LIKE God.

If man can fly, it won't be something extraordinary! But if man can become immortal, now that will be extraordinary!

Man will always remain an unsuccessful creature till he stops being a mortal being!

Man will rise, if God by exception lends him a hand; he will rise by abandoning and renouncing his own means, and letting himselfbe raised and uplifted by purely celestial means.

Though a child of man knows time, life itself is eternal.

A God-intoxicated man. [Ger., Gott-trunkener Mensch.]

Man lives in time but his life transcends time.

There is nothing ugly about death; but man, out of his fear, has made even the word, death ugly and unutterable. People don't like to talk about it. They won't even listen to the word death.

The consciousness in each man is a sliding scale, which identifies him now with the First Cause, and now with the flesh of his body; life above life, in infinite degrees.

But if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from those heavenly worlds, will separate between him and vulgar things.

The soul lets no man go without some visitations and holy-days of a diviner presence.

When a man dies he kicks the dust.

Flowers knew how to preach divinity before men knew how to dissect and botanize them.

The idea of Jehovah was born here... Out of the rude elements of the insignificant thoughts thoughts that are in all men, they reared the transcendent conception of a God.

There must be some part of Man that is more than his daily round. Some part of him that will use his profit on a matter of no profit.

Man must do his part and detach himself from created things.

Above the smoke and stir of this dim spot Which men call earth.

The wisest men are wise to the full in death.

A single moment of love is equal to the whole eternity of love.

The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrop on the flower, speaks to me.

Death is the mother of beauty.

Reality is something you rise above.

Ecstasy carries you completely outside your ego boundaries. In ecstasy you know yourself as cosmic ego, unbounded in time and space.