Quotes About Transcendence

Art is apotheosis; often, the complaint of beauty.

God always remains silent.

God is a cloud from which rain fell.

Stars are only the rain of the Absolute.

The holy world glows like a lightening bug.

The world cannot be translated; it can only be dreamed of and touched.

They are both spectacular, life and death.

Unborn eternity does not die; existence is dying and falls asleep in the eternity beyond existence.

There was a part of her she hadn't yet allowed to be born because it was too beautiful for this place

holiness does not dissolve

This great unknowing is part of their holiness.

It's when we face for a moment the worst our kind can do, and shudder to know the taint in our own selves, that awe cracks the mind's shell and enters the heart.

The reduction of human experience to the explicable is a desperate act of faith in our power to create reality ("what we cannot explain cannot exist"), but this faith cannot satisfy. Into the vacuum of transcendence created by naturalism and technolatry, New Age spirituality is rushing, promising the experience of mystery and awe turned inward, without the troubling concept of accountability to the Creator.

Have you ever taken yourself a bit too seriously, thinking that who you are is actually defined by what you look like, how much talent you have (or don't have), how well known you are (or aren't), or how much money you have (or don't have)? Those are all "garments and labels" you wear during the course of your stay here on this planet, but it's not who you are. At the end of the day, when it's all said and done, you will turn all of that back in just like a car you had on lease.

God is both transcendent (beyond us) and immanent (near us).

So paradox es klingen mag, hält sich an bestimmte Dinge kann man schwächer, während das Loslassen der Dinge k

If the world ends, none of that will matter.

The time has come to realize that supersensible knowledge has now to arise from the materialistic grave.

If we are ever to have pure knowledge of anything, we must get rid of the body and contemplate things by themselves with the soul by itself.

When we have passed beyond knowings, then we shall have Knowledge.

The Godhead is never an object of its own knowledge. Just as a knife doesn't cut itself, fire doesn't burn itself, light doesn't illuminate itself. It's always an endless mystery to itself.

We reach ecstasy by a contestation of knowledge. Were I to stop at ecstasy and grasp it, in the end I would define it.

The knowledge of the realm of death makes it possible for the shaman to move freely back and forth and mediate these journeys for other people.

I remain in intolerable non-knowledge, which has no other way out than ecstasy itself.