Forgetfulness Is A Form Of Freedom.

And Ever Has It Been Known That Love Knows Not Its Own Depth Until The Hour Of Separation.

Love One Another, But Make Not A Bond Of Love: Let It Rather Be A Moving Sea Between The Shores Of Your Souls. Fill Each Other's Cup But Drink Not From One Cup. Give One Another Of Your Bread But Eat Not From The Same Loaf Sing And Dance Together And Be Joyous, But Let Each One Of You Be Alone, Even As The Strings Of A Lute Are Alone Though They Quiver With The Same Music.

You Are The Bows From Which Your Children As Living Arrows Are Sent Forth.

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.

Conscience Is A Just But Weak Judge. Weakness Leaves It Powerless To Execute Its Judgment.