“When I see distinctly that a hundred thousand forms without bound and hosts without end, multitude upon multitude, are held captive by a person who is held captive in turn by a miserable thought, then all these are prisoners of that one thought. How would they be if the thoughts were great, endless, grave, holy and sublime? We realize therefore that thoughts matter; forms are secondary, mere instruments. Without thoughts, forms are ineffectual "solids". Whoever sees only form is himself "frozen solid" and has no way to reach the intrinsic meaning. He is a child and immature, even though physically he may be a hundred years old. "We have returned from the minor struggle to the major struggle," that is, we were in combat with forms and were doing battle with a "formal" adversary. Now we are doing battle with thoughts so that the good thoughts may defeat the bad ones and expel them from the kingdom of the body.”