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"Why hast thou made me born in this country, The inhabitant of which is satisfied with being a slave?"
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"It is the nature of the self to manifest itself, In every atom slumbers the might of the self."
"If faith is lost, there is no security and there is no life for him who does not adhere to religion."
"People who have no hold over their process of thinking are likely to be ruined by liberty of thought. If thought is immature, liberty of thought becomes a method of converting men into animals."
"Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?"
"The Ego is partly free. partly determined, and reaches fuller freedom by approaching the Individual who is most free: God."
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"But only a brief moment is granted to the brave one breath or two, whose wage is the long nights of the grave."
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