Yesterday evening when I came home from the house of
Monsieur Dreyfus I was very tired—yet I did not sleep, I lay awake thinking.
I said, O God, Here am I in Paris! What is Paris and who am
I? Never did I dream that from the darkness of my prison I should ever be able
to come to you, though when they read me my sentence I did not believe in it.
They told me that ‘Abdu’l-Hamíd had ordered my everlasting
imprisonment, and I said, ‘This is impossible! I shall not always be a
prisoner. If ‘Abdu’l-Hamíd were immortal, such a sentence might possibly be
carried out. It is certain that one day I shall be free. My body may be captive
for a time, but ‘Abdu’l-Hamíd has no power over my spirit—free it must
remain—that can no man imprison’.
Released from my prison by the Power of God I meet here the friends of God, and I am thankful unto Him.
(‘Abdu’l-Baha, from a talk, Paris, October 25, 1911, ‘Paris Talks’)
Released from my prison by the Power of God I meet here the friends of God, and I am thankful unto Him.
(‘Abdu’l-Baha, from a talk, Paris, October 25, 1911, ‘Paris Talks’)
