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You do not have the kind of brandy that I drink, nor indeed could you come close to approximating the quality.
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It does you no good as an infant to recall your success of a life past in your terms, for then you feel twice as helpless. Death is indeed triumphant. Our friend Ruburt feels triumph in this life to have lived as many years as he has, and to find himself strong and hearty—for he feared that adulthood would destroy him. And (to Sue) that is also your own fear.
Then how much more triumphant you will feel, when you realize you have lived and died many times and managed to survive, as indeed I have managed to survive.
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Now (to Theodore), you will have a session when the time is ripe. I am demanding more of you because you are working. You must, you see, develop in your own way and I do not want to color developments. I am not unaware of your activities, nor of yours (to Vera), but it is tempting for me to take the easy way out. It is, indeed.
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For how do I know as I sit here that you are not the products of my imagination? I am indeed an imaginative gentleman, and have been for centuries. And how do I know that I do not simply want to teach and so imagine a roomful of pupils?
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You think that the bodies that you have are permanent, but it is highly difficult for me to see the specific bodies that you now occupy, since I see you in all your reincarnational involvements and some of them have been highly involved indeed!
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I have indeed been here before, but then I have been in all the residences of our students. To show you that I have utmost concern for your neighbors I will keep my voice low. In any case, I will give you all a break, and if ever you crash into pieces I will pick you up. I may not be able to put them together again but I will pick them up. Now relax. You have nothing to fear but me. Awaken yourselves of humor—it is lost in the bulrushes (after a pun from Florence).
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