“Intuition is a spiritual faculty and does not explain, but simply points the way.
Standing on the bare ground
my head bathed by the blithe air and uplifted into infinite space
all mean egotism vanishes.
I become a transparent eyeball. I am nothing;
I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me;
I am part or parcel of God.
The name of the nearest friend sounds then foreign and accidental;
to be brothers, to be acquaintances, master or servant,
is then a trifle and a disturbance.
I am the lover uncontained and immortal beauty.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson