Life Yields Only To The Conqueror.

Friendship Needs No Words.

Only He Deserves Power Who Every Day Justifies It.

Like The Bee, We Distill Poison From Honey For Our Self-defense--what Happens To The Bee If It Uses Its Sting Is Well Known.

In A Dream I Walked With God Through The Deep Places Of Creation; Past Walls That Receded And Gates That Opened Through Hall After Hall Of Silence, Darkness And Refreshment--the Dwelling Place Of Souls Acquainted With Light And Warmth--until, Around Me, Was An Infinity Into Which We All Flowed Together And Lived Anew, Like The Rings Made By Raindrops Falling Upon Wide Expanses Of Calm Dark Waters.

Better Than Other People.' Sometimes He Says: 'that, At Least, You Are.' But More Often: 'why Should You Be? Either You Are What You Can Be, Or You Are Not - Like Other People.