To Belittle, You Have To Be Little.

Joy And Sorrow Are Inseparable. . . Together They Come And When One Sits Alone With You . . Remember That The Other Is Asleep Upon Your Bed.

Your Joy Can Fill You Only As Deeply As Your Sorrow Has Carved You.

Truth Is Like The Stars; It Does Not Appear Except From Behind Obscurity Of The Night. Truth Is Like All Beautiful Things In The World; It Does Not Disclose Its Desirability Except To Those Who First Feel The Influence Of Falsehood. Truth Is A Deep Kindness That Teaches Us To Be Content In Our Everyday Life And Share With The People The Same Happiness.

Our Pain Carves Out A Larger Space For Love To Fill.

Among The Hills, When You Sit In The Cool Shade Of The White Poplars, Sharing The Peace And Serenity Of Distant Fields And Meadows - Then Let Your Heart Say In Silence, "god Rests In Reason." And When The Storm Comes, And The Mighty Wind Shakes The Forest, And Thunder And Lightning Proclaim The Majesty Of The Sky, - Then Let Your Heart Say In Awe, "god Moves In Passion.