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Blessed is he who has a soul, blessed is he who has none, but woe and grief to him who has it in embryo.
-G. I. Gurdjieff
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Blessed Is He Who Has A Soul,

G. I. Gurdjieff
Blessed is he who has a soul, blessed is he who has none, but woe and grief to him who has it in embryo.
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