Every Bird Will Follow It's Specie.

If Reason Dominates In Man, He Rises Higher Than Angels. If Lust Overpowers Man, He Descends Lower Than The Beast.

Everything You See Has Its Roots In The Unseen World. The Forms May Change, Yet The Essence Remains The Same. Every Wonderful Sight Will Vanish, Every Sweet Word Will Fade, But Do Not Be Disheartened, The Source They Come From Is Eternal, Growing, Branching Out, Giving New Life And New Joy. Why Do You Weep? The Source Is Within You And This Whole World Is Springing Up From It.

No Better Love Than Love With No Object

Tonight The Moon Kisses The Stars. O Beloved,be Like That To Me!

Your Grief For What You've Lost Lifts A Mirror Up To Where You're Bravely Working.