I Was Complaining That I Had No

A Good Man Is Not Mine To See. Could I See A Man Possessed Of Constancy, That Would Satisfy Me.

Sincerity Is The Way Of Heaven.

Good Is No Hermit. It Has Ever Neighbors.

As In The Case Of Making A Mound, If, Before The Very Last Basketful, I Stop, Then I Shall Have Stopped. As In The Case Of Leveling The Ground, If, Though Tipping Only One Basketful, I Am Going Forward, Then I Shall Be Making Progress.

When You Have Become One With The Great Universal, You Will Have No Partiality, And When You Are Part Of The Process Of Transformation, You Will Have No Rigidity.