A. B. Stockham, M. D.: I have read and reread Towards Democracy with transports of delight, and with a great hope for humanity. As a chela to a guru my soul bows to thine. People of the nineteenth century may be deaf to the poetic strains pealing throughout in clarion notes; they may be blind to the universal truths flashed in scintillating lights, but illumined souls of the coming centuries will honor the author as one of the chosen, and will understand the message of deliverance he has given to imprisoned souls.
Chas. A. Hamilton: Towards Democracy is a revelation! Walt Whitman, Emerson, Tennyson, Ruskin and Carlisle rolled into one! I reveled in it like a bather in the cool waves of the ocean. I splashed through its pages as a strong swimmer through the white surges; I drank it in as a parched traveler drinks cool spring water gushing out from under a rock; I was united with it even as hydrogen and oxygen become one in the millionth part of a second. Later—I am still reading Towards Democracy. It thrills and thrills me and I shed hot tears of which I am not ashamed.
W. L. Sinton: Towards Democracy stands side by side with the Bible, and to him who has the eye to see and the ear to hear, it contains a key to all the problems of life.
Cecelia Evans: I have Towards Democracy beside my bed, and read something in it every night and some mornings. I can never, never tell by word or pen the good that book has done me. I never pick it up that my courage is not renewed. His “Joy, Joy” would kill any case of blues. I always felt that these little daily tasks were so hard, and thought if one could only get out in the world and do something one might be saved; but his “Sweet are the Uses of Life,” with his promise that the Lover will come when we are about our little homely tasks, has been a revelation. I never did care much for housework, but even washing the dishes has its blessing now. I let the present hour bring its gift and am not fretting about the future.
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“Who is the poet whom love has made strong, strong, STRONG, with all strength.”
A Visit to a Gnani
With an Introduction by Alice B. Stockham, M. D.
A vivid pen picture of oriental thought and teaching, containing in a few pages what one often fails to find by searching many volumes. A Gnani is one who knows, a Knower; in other words, one who has a consciousness of the greater or universal life which Carpenter calls the Kosmic Consciousness, which is the higher self of Theosophists, the Infinite I of Fichte, the Noumena of Kant, the Divine Mind of Christian Religion.
In a concise and comprehensive manner, the author presents the practical esotericism of the East, giving points of likeness to western philosophy. Man loses his life to gain it, loses his consciousness of and dependence upon physical and material life to gain a consciousness of the universal life—a Kosmic consciousness.