You shall leave everything you love.

...Everything that is, desires to be. As we act, we unfold our being. Enjoyment naturally follows, for a thing desired always brings delight.

Doubting pleases me no less than knowing

Your fame is as the grass, whose hue comes and goes, and His might withers it by whose power it sprang from the lap of the earth.

In His will, our peace.

For where the instrument of intelligence is added to brute power and evil will, mankind is powerless in its own defense.

Will cannot be quenched against its will.