If you give people light, they will find their own way.

Love and the gentle heart are but the same thing.

We have no hope and yet we live in longing.

No man may be so cursed by priest or pope but what the Eternal Love may still return while any thread of green lives on in hope.

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

…all things created have an order in themselves, and this begets the form that lets the universe resemble God.

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.