Blessed is he who knows me, loves me and understands me, for he finds his authentic self and can destroy the false images of himself and of me that the world has imposed on him.
Above all love A hidden inheritance
of Francesco Arista and Antonella Molica Argument
→ Reflection , intelligence can and must see , recognize and overcome the nature of the cosmos , changing , continuously discontinuous , certainly uncertain , contradictory , tending to annihilate itself , and find in a sure and indissoluble way the immortal nature and its own unity with it.→ A part of this process , the detection of one 's contrast with the world , is aided by pain .
Relative arguments