Doubt Is A Pain Too Lonely To

Money Is Like Love; It Kills Slowly And Painfully The One Who Withholds It, And Enlivens The Other Who Turns It On His Fellow Man.

If Any Of You Would Bring Judgment The Unfaithful Wife, Let Him Also Weight The Heart Of Her Husband In Scales, And Measure His Soul With Measurements.

Love That Is Cleansed By Tears Will Remain Eternally Pure And Beautiful.

Your Pain Is The Breaking Of The Shell That Encloses Your Understanding. It Is The Bitter Potion By Which The Physician Within You Heals Your Sick Self. Therefore, Trust The Physician And Drink His Remedy In Silence And Tranquility.

Am I Less Man Because I Believe In A Greater Man?