Sorrow Is Too Great To Exist In

And All Knowledge Is Vain Save When There Is Work, And All Work Is Empty Save When There Is Love; And When You Work With Love You Bind Yourself To Yourself, And To One Another, And To God.

And Before My Soul Took Me To Task I Was Hard Of Hearing; I Heard Only Tumult And Uproar. But Now I Am All Ears Listening To The Silence And Its Choirs Singing The Hymns Of Time, Intoning The Praises Of The Firmament, Revealing The Secrets Of The Invisible.

If Any Of You Would Bring Judgment The Unfaithful Wife, Let Him Also Weight The Heart Of Her Husband In Scales, And Measure His Soul With Measurements.

All Can Hear, But Only The Sensitive Can Understand.

When You Reach The Heart Of Life You Shall Find Beauty In All Things, Even In The Eyes That Are Blind To Beauty.