Love Is Perfect Kindness.

The Function Of The Society Is To Cultivate The Individual. It Is Not The Function Of The Individual To Support Society.

In The Older View The Goddess Universe Was Alive, Herself Organically The Earth, The Horizon, And The Heavens. Now She Is Dead, And The Universe Is Not An Organism, But A Building, With Gods At Rest In It In Luxury: Not As Personifications Of The Energies In Their Manners Of Operation, But As Luxury Tenants, Requiring Service. And Man, Accordingly, Is Not As A Child Born To Flower In The Knowledge Of His Own Eternal Portion But As A Robot Fashioned To Serve.

What Will They Think Of Me? Must Be Put Aside For Bliss

Love Is The Burning Point Of Life, And Since All Life Is Sorrowful, So Is Love. The Stronger The Love, The More The Pain. Love Itself Is Pain, You Might Say -the Pain Of Being Truly Alive.

For We Have Not Even To Risk The Adventure Alone, For The Heros Of All Time Have Gone Before Us.