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“La teosofía fue la única aventura intelectual de su juventud que luego consideró un derroche de energía. Sin embargo, lo puso en contacto con importantes escritores místicos, de personalidad menos discutible, como el anti jesuita Miguel de Molinos, San Juan de la Cruz, Santa Teresa, santa Catalina de Siena, Thomas de Kempis. Una rápida incursión en estos escritores fue suficiente para mí y me di cuenta de que no me interesaban. Los examiné superficialmente, deteniéndome para leer aquí y allá cuando encontraba un oasis. –¿Por qué andas con esos brumosos místicos? –le pregunté. –Me interesan –respondió–. En mi opinión han pasado por una verdadera experiencia espiritual que tú no puedes apreciar. –En eso tienes razón. –Y escriben –continuó– con una sutileza que no encuentro en las novelas llamadas psicológicas.”

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