In The Hearts Of Witches, Love And

By All Means Rid Yourself Of An Impoverished Faith.

Somehow, I Can't Say How, It Tells Me That All Is Right; That It Is Coming To Swallow Up All Cries.

The Whole Trouble Is That We Won't Let God Help Us.

There Are Thousands Willing To Do Great Things For One Willing To Do A Small Thing.

Doubts Are The Messengers Of The Living One To The Honest. They Are The First Knock At Our Door Of Things That Are Not Yet, But Have To Be, Understood. . . . Doubts Must Precede Every Deeper Assurance; For Uncertainties Are What We First See When We Look Into A Region Hitherto Unknown, Unexplored, Unannexed.