... deluding the eye with imaginary and ever-changing distances, typifies the temporary, delusive, and unreal nature of Space itself. Space has no real existence to Spirit. It is merely an order in which Spirit, when bound in the fetters of the intellect,... The Dream of Ravan: A Mystery - Pagina 2341895 - 248 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
| 1854 - 788 pagina’s
...scarcely prepared to receive. The blue mirage, which operates in space, and alters its relations, which presents the lake water as close at hand, and then...is one, but •which, from its own now fractional nature, it cannot contemplate in unity, to be severally set down. Time, too, is n How, and not a WHAT,... | |
| University magazine - 1854 - 790 pagina’s
...scarcely prepared to receive. The blue mirage, which operates in space, and alters its relations, which presents the lake water as close at hand, and then...is a method of analysis, an intervalling, or ruling oft', to enable the multitudinous figures by which the intellect is compelled to express diffusively... | |
| 1854 - 796 pagina’s
...scarcely prepared to receive. The blue mirage, which operates in. space, and alters its relations, which presents the lake water as close at hand, and then...How. It is not a WHAT. It is a method of analysis, an jntervalling, or ruling off', to enable the multitudinous figures by which the intellect is compelled... | |
| 1914 - 416 pagina’s
...Spirit. It is merely an order in which Spirit, when bound in the fetters of intellect and shut up in the prison of the body, is compelled to look out piecemeal on True Being — itself essentially one — in a broken, multitudinous and successive way. It is another How, not... | |
| 1914 - 412 pagina’s
...Spirit. It is merely an order in which Spirit, when bound in the fetters of intellect and shut up in the prison of the body, is compelled to look out piecemeal on True Being — itself essentially one — in a broken, multitudinous and successive way. It is another How, not... | |
| 1892 - 542 pagina’s
...when bound in the fetters of the intellect, shut up in the cell of the soul, and barred and bolted securely within the prison of the body, is compelled...which is one, but which, from its own now fractional nature, it cannot contemplate in unity, to be severally set down. Time, too, is a How, and not a WHAT;... | |
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