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Spirit Borrows From Matter The Perceptions On Which It Feeds And Restores Them To Matter In The Form Of Movements Which It Has Stamped With Its Own Freedom.

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Spirit Borrows From Matter

Henri Bergson

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Spirit Borrows From Matter The Perceptions On Which It Feeds And Restores Them To Matter In The Form Of Movements Which It Has Stamped With Its Own Freedom.

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Religion Is To Mysticism What Popularization Is To Science

The Idea Of The Future, Pregnant With An Infinity Of Possibilities, Is Thus More Fruitful Than The Future Itself, And This Is Why We Find More Charm In Hope Than In Possession, In Dreams Than In Reality.

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