XVII, 2
The Kitáb-I-Asmá
“God has been always working, evolving, in His quiet power, from the seeming, the real, from the false, the true. Not for nothing blazed the martyr's fires — not for nothing toiled brave sufferers up successive hills of shame. God's purpose doth not languish. The torture and the trial of the past have been the stern ploughers in His service who never suspended their husbandry, and who have made long their furrows. Into those furrows the imperishable seed hath fallen. The heedless world hath trodden it in; tears and blood have watered it; the patient sun hath warmed and cheered it to its ripening; and it shall be ready soon.”
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 216.
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The Persian Bayán
Dalá’Il-I-Sab‘ih
Dalá’Il-I-Sab‘ih
Source: Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), P. 58.
Dalá’Il-I-Sab‘ih
“God hath introduced Man to be a spectator of Himself and of His works; and”
Golden Sayings of Epictetus
Context: But God hath introduced Man to be a spectator of Himself and of His works; and not a spectator only, but also an interpreter of them. Wherefore it is a shame for man to begin and to leave off where the brutes do. Rather he should begin there, and leave off where Nature leaves off in us: and that is at contemplation, and understanding, and a manner of life that is in harmony with herself. See then that ye die not without being spectators of these things. (13).