georgette leblanc

an account from Georgette LeBlanc's memoir (i think called Souvenirs, but i'll update this post later; in william patrick patterson's article it is attributed as a quote from "Margaret Anderson, Unknowable Gurdjieff, Arkana, 1962, p. 149):

The light that came from the little salon illuminated him fully. Instead of avoiding it, he stepped back and leaned against the wall. Then, for the first time, he let me see what he really is... as if he had torn off the masks behind which he is obliged to hide himself. His face was stamped with a charity that embraced the whole world. Transfixed, standing before him, I saw him with all my strength and I experienced a gratitude so deep, so sad, that he felt a need to calm me. With an unforgettable look he said, "God helps me."

with regard to g.le b., she's portrayed as nothing short of miraculous in her own right: