Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.
They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.
Everything is a little bit of darkness, even the light.
The chains that bind us the most closely are the ones we have broken.
If those who owe us nothing gave us nothing, how poor we would be.
I have been my own disciple and my own master. And I have been a good disciple but a bad master.