We have not been cut away; we are not separate, what though the body-nature has closed about us to press us to itself; we breathe and hold our ground because the Supreme does not give and pass but gives on for ever, so long as it remains what it is.

Our being is the fuller for our turning Thither; this is our prosperity; to hold aloof is loneliness and lessening. Here is the soul's peace, outside of evil, refuge taken in the place clean of wrong; here it has its Act, its true knowing; here it is immune. Here is living, the true; that of to-day, all living apart from Him, is but a shadow, a mimicry. Life in the Supreme is the native activity of Intellect; in virtue of that converse it brings forth gods, brings forth beauty, brings forth righteousness, brings forth all moral good; for of all these the soul is pregnant when it has been filled with God. This state is its first and its final, because from God it comes, its good lies There, and, once turned to God again, it is what it was. Life here, with the things of earth, is a sinking, a defeat, a failing of the wing.

Οὐ γὰρ ἀποτετμήμεθα οὐδὲ χωρίς ἐσμεν͵ εἰ καὶ παρεμπεσοῦσα ἡ σώματος φύσις πρὸς αὑτὴν ἡμᾶς εἵλκυσεν͵ ἀλλ΄ ἐμπνέομεν καὶ σῳζόμεθα οὐ δόντος͵ εἶτ΄ ἀποστάντος ἐκείνου͵ ἀλλ΄ ἀεὶ χορηγοῦντος ἕως ἂν ᾖ ὅπερ ἐστί.

Μᾶλλον μέντοι ἐσμὲν νεύσαντες πρὸς αὐτὸ καὶ τὸ εὖ ἐνταῦθα͵ τὸ δὲ πόρρω εἶναι μόνον καὶ ἧττον εἶναι. Ἐνταῦθα καὶ ἀναπαύεται ψυχὴ καὶ κακῶν ἔξω εἰς τὸν τῶν κακῶν καθαρὸν τόπον ἀναδραμοῦσα· καὶ νοεῖ ἐνταῦθα͵ καὶ ἀπαθὴς ἐνταῦθα. Καὶ τὸ ἀληθῶς ζῆν ἐνταῦθα· τὸ γὰρ νῦν καὶ τὸ ἄνευ θεοῦ ἴχνος ζωῆς ἐκείνην μιμούμενον͵ τὸ δὲ ἐκεῖ ζῆν ἐνέργεια μὲν νοῦ· ἐνέργεια δὲ καὶ γεννᾷ θεοὺς ἐν ἡσύχῳ τῇ πρὸς ἐκεῖνο ἐπαφῇ͵ γεννᾷ δὲ κάλλος͵ γεννᾷ δικαιοσύνην͵ ἀρετὴν γεννᾷ. Ταῦτα γὰρ κύει ψυχὴ πληρωθεῖσα θεοῦ͵ καὶ τοῦτο αὐτῇ ἀρχὴ καὶ τέλος· ἀρχὴ μέν͵ ὅτι ἐκεῖθεν͵ τέλος δέ͵ ὅτι τὸ ἀγαθὸν ἐκεῖ. Καὶ ἐκεῖ γενομένη γίγνεται αὐτὴ καὶ ὅπερ ἦν· τὸ γὰρ ἐνταῦθα καὶ ἐν τούτοις ἔκπτωσις καὶ φυγὴ καὶ πτερορρύησις.