He Who Passes Not His Days In

Work Is Love Made Visible.

Many Are The Places Of Worship, But Few Indeed Are Those Who Worship In Spirit And In Truth.

For To Be Idle Is To Become A Stranger Unto The Seasons, And To Step Out Of Life’s Procession That Marches In Majesty And Proud Submission Towards The Infinite.

Be Like The Flower, Turn Your Faces To The Sun.

Much Of Your Pain Is The Bitter Potion By Which The Physician Within You Heals Your Sick Self.