Mankind is at its best when it is most free.

...ma gia volgena il mio disio e'l velle si come rota ch'igualmente e mossa, l'amor che move: i sole e l'altre stelle ...as a wheel turns smoothtly, free from jars, my will and my desire were turned by love, The love that moves the sun and the other stars.

At the midpoint on the journey of life, I found myself in a dark forest, for the clear path was lost.

O you proud Christians, wretched souls and small,/ Who by the dim lights of your twisted minds/ Believe you prosper even as you fall,/ Can you not see that we are worms, each one/ Born to become the angelic butterfly/ That flies defenseless to the Judgement Throne?

Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The Eternal.

A mighty flame followeth a tiny spark.

The whole universe is but the footprint of the Divine goodness.