"Whether in Persia and it's called Sufi, or in Judaea, near the Dead Sea, and they are called the Essenes, or in tattered Polish villages and called Hassids - one feels that he finally arrived home. A special familiarity. A special intimacy, confidence and good faith in each other. A simplicity, sign and protest against what has been going on for thousands of years of history. In the midst of cultures that come and go something that cannot be destroyed. Amidst the evanescent nations something that is absolutely positive. Without any missionary propaganda and war, or professional clergy. One knows: this is it. This is it."
