When I Tried To Draw Near, You

Living For Oneself Is A Bad Thing. The Keenest Intellectual Pleasure Comes From Being Able To Return To The Self After Being Absent From It For A Spell. But Living All The Time Inside The Self, That Most Tyrannical, Demanding And Capricious Of Companions - No, One Shouldn't Do It.

One Approaches The Journey's End. But The End Is A Goal, Not A Catastrophe.

Know How To Replace In Your Heart, By The Happiness Of Those You Love, The Happiness That May Be Wanting To Yourself

When Mental Sickness Increases Until It Reaches The Danger Point, Do Not Exhaust Yourself By Efforts To Trace Back To Original Causes. Better Accept Them As Inevitable And Save Your Strength To Fight Against The Effects.

I Regard As A Mortal Sin Not Only The Lying Of The Senses In Matters Of Love, But Also The Illusion Which The Senses Seek To Create Where Love Is Only Partial. I Say, I Believe, That One Must Love With All Of One's Being, Or Else Live, Come What May, A Life Of Complete Chastity.