All Our Words Are But Crumbs That

Every Man Is Two Men; One Is Awake In The Darkness, The Other Asleep In The Light.

The Shepherd Will Deny The Diseased Lamb In Fear Of The Flock.

A Traveller I Am, And A Navigator, And Everyday I Discover A New Region Within My Soul.

But If In Your Fear You Would Seek Only Love's Peace And Love's Pleasure, Then It Is Better For You That You Cover Your Nakedness And Pass Out Of Love's Threshing-floor, Into The Seasonless World Where You Shall Laugh, But Not All Of Your Laughter, And Weep, But Not All Of Your Tears.

Prayer Is The Song Of The Heart. It Reaches The Ear Of God Even If It Is Mingled With The Cry And The Tumult Of A Thousand Men.