Love Is Quivering Happiness.

Love Passes By Us, Robed In Meekness; But We Flee From Her In Fear, Or Hide In The Darkness; Or Else Pursue Her, To Do Evil In Her Name.

Only Yesterday I Was No Different Than Them, Yet I Was Saved. I Am Explaining To You The Way Of Life Of A People Who Say Every Sort Of Wicked Thing About Me Because I Sacrificed Their Friendship To Gain My Own Soul. I Left The Dark Paths Of Their Duplicity And Turned My Eyes Toward The Light Where There Is Salvation, Truth, And Justice. They Have Exiled Me Now From Their Society, Yet I Am Content. Mankind Only Exiles The One Whose Large Spirit Rebels Against Injustice And Tyranny. He Who Does Not Prefer Exile To Servility Is Not Free In The True And Necessary Sense Of Freedom.

We Choose Our Joys And Sorrows Long Before We Experience Them.

When We Oppose The Hidden Conscience, It Does Us Hurt. When We Betray It, It Judges Us.

The "i" In Me, My Friend, Dwells In The House Of Silence, And Therein It Shall Remain For Ever More, Unperceived, Unapproachable.