Mystery Is Truth's Dancing Partner.

What A Torment It Is To See So Much Loveliness Passing And Repassing Before Us, And Yet Not Dare To Lay Hold Of It!

The Older We Grow, The Greater Become The Ordeals.

The World Remains Ever The Same.

Why Should We Not Recognize In The Lightning, The Thunder, And The Storm Wind, The Approach Of An Overwhelming Power, And In The Scent Of Flowers And The Gently Rustling Zephyr The Presence Of A Being Full Of Love?

How Many Years You Have To Keep On Doing, Until You Know What To Do And How To Do!