“Life is a room closed in from everywhere. Here we are imprisoned from birth to death as if in a dungeon. There are only walls in front of us, and no one will probably say what is behind them. We are all in the same position. We see one thing. We know one thing. But the attitude towards this content of life, common to all, is varied. We can say, although we are imprisoned, from which only death is the way out, that the walls of the prison are glass. And the content of life unfolded before us - either heavenly or hellish pictures of the great Master - is located on the other side of the transparent walls. And the deeper our experiences, the more features we will be able to see in the expanded panorama...”