Persecution Cannot Harm Him Who Stands By

Love Is A Magic Ray Emitted From The Burning Core Of The Soul And Illuminating The Surrounding Earth. It Enables Us To Perceive Life As A Beautiful Dream Between One Awakening And Another.

But Memory Is An Autumn Leaf That Murmurs A While In The Wind And Then Is Heard No More.

Sow A Seed And The Earth Will Yield You A Flower. Dream Your Dream To The Sky And It Will Bring You Your Beloved.

Life Is The Mistress To Be Wooed.

Your Reason And Your Passion Are Your Rudder And Sails Of Your Seafaring Soul, If Either Your Sails Or Your Rudder Be Broken, You Can But Toss And Drift, Or Else Be Held At A Standstill In Mid-seas. For Reason, Ruling Alone, Is A Force Confining; And Passion, Unattended, Is A Flame That Burns To Its Own Destruction.