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To the ignorant, the “I” is the self limited to the body; to the wise, the “I” is the Infinite Self. One who turns inward with an untroubled mind to search where the consciousness “I” arises, realizes the Self, and rests in “That” like a river when it joins the ocean.
Call it by any name, God, Self, Source, the Heart or the seat of Consciousness, it is all the same. The point to be grasped is this, that Heart means the very core of one’s being, the centre without which there is nothing whatsoever… Take no notice of the ego and its activities, but see only the light behind.
—Ramana Maharshi
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In intuition, the single pulsates with the life of the whole, and the whole is in the life of the single. Every genuine artistic representation is itself and is the universe, the universe in that individual form, and that individual form as the universe.
In every utterance, every fanciful [imaginative] creation, of the poet, there lies the whole of human destiny, all human hope, illusions, griefs, joys, human grandeurs and miseries, the whole drama of reality perpetually evolving and growing out of itself in suffering and joy.
—Benedetto Croce
The Totality of Artistic Expression (1917)
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