Beauty Is Eternity Gazing At Itself In

Often Times I Have Hated In Self-defense; If I Were Stronger I Would Not Have Used Such A Weapon.

Some Of Our Children Are Our Justifications And Some Are But Our Regrets

A Look Which Reveals Inward Stress Adds More Beauty To The Face, No Matter How Much Tragedy And Pain It Bespeaks; But The Face Which, In Silence, Does Not Announce Hidden Mysteries Is Not Beautiful, Regardless Of The Symmetry Of Its Features.

In A Dream I Saw Jesus And My God Pan Sitting Together In The Heart Of The Forest. They Laughed At Each Other's Speech, With The Brook That Ran Near Them, And The Laughter Of Jesus Was The Merrier. And They Conversed Long.

Take Then This Book, Look Into It, And Show Me When Jesus Was Not Forgiving. Read This Diving Tragedy And Tell Me Where He Speaks Without Mercy And Compassion. You Visit Not The Sick And The Imprisoned; Nor Do You Feed The Hungry Or Give Refuge To The Stranger Or Comfort To The Mourner.