All religions spring
from the same sacred soil,
the human heart;
that all are quickened
by the same divine spirit,
the still small voice;
and that, though the outward
forms of religion may change,
may wither and decay, yet,
as long as man is what he is
and what he has been,
he will postulate again and again
the Infinite as the very
condition of the Finite,
he will yearn for something
which the world cannot give,
he will feel his weakness and dependence,
and in that weakness and dependence
discover the deepest sources
of his hope, and trust, and strength.
- Friedrich Max Muller
In my search for truth I continually happen upon writings which today are cataloged as “new age thought” yet the words have been written by men and women whom lived on earth ages before this one. This evening I was introduced to the words of Friedrich Max Muller (1823-1900) a German Sanskritist who spent most of his working life as professor of comparative philology at Oxford.
