Lulled by stupefying illusions, the world is asleep in the cradle of infancy, dreaming away the hours.
Mary Baker EddyAbout author
- Author's profession: Theologian
- Nationality: american
- Born: July 16, 1821
- Died: December 3, 1910
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When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the same spirit. Love, soar.
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