What Is This World That Is Hastening

Your Friend Is Your Field Which You Sow With Love And Reap With Thanksgiving.

One May Not Reach The Dawn Save By Path Of Night.

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

And Some Of Your Elders Remember Pleasures With Regret Like Wrongs Committed In Drunkenness. But Regret Is The Beclouding Of The Mind And Not Its Chastisement. They Should Remember Their Pleasures With Gratitude, As They Would The Harvest Of A Summer.

Love And Doubt Have Never Been On Speaking Terms.