Nothing Is The Shadow Of Everything.

God Has Come Again And Again In Various Forms, Has Spoken Again And Again In Different Words And Different Languages The Same One Truth - But How Many Are There That Live Up To It? Instead Of Making Truth The Vitalbreath Of His Life, Man Compromises By Making Over And Over Againa Mechanical Religion Of It - A Handy Staff To Lean On In Times Of Adversity, A Soothing Balm For His Conscience Or A Tradition To Be Followed.

Love Delights And Glorifies In Giving, Not Receiving.

True Love Is No Game Of The Faint-hearted And The Weak; It Is Born Of Strength And Understanding.

God Alone Is Real, Nothing Matters But Love For God.

The Satisfaction Derived From The Fleeting Things Of Life Is Not Lasting; And Our Wants Remain Unfulfilled. There Is Thus A General Sense Of Dissatisfaction Accompanied By All Kinds Of Worries.