Our Safety Is Not In Blindness, But

While The Womanly God Demands Our Veneration, The Godlike Woman Kindles Our Love; But While We Allow Ourselves To Melt In The Celestial Loveliness, The Celestial Self-sufficiency Holds Us Back In Awe.

Peace Is Rarely Denied To The Peaceful.

False Fancy Brings Real Misery.

The Very Plants Turn With A Joyful Transport To The Light.

Fate Always Wins, For Our Own Heart Within Us Imperiously Furthers Its Designs.