To be great, be whole; Exclude nothing, exaggerate nothing that is not you. Be whole in everything. Put all you are Into the smallest thing you do. So, in each lake, the moon shines with splendor Because it blooms up above.

pg.9 "In my heart there's a peaceful anguish, and my calm is made of resignation.

I always live in the present. I don’t know the future and no longer have the past. The former oppresses me as the possibility of everything, the latter as the reality of nothing.

Have you ever considered, beloved other, how invisible we are to each other? We look at each other without seeing. We listen to each other and hear only a voice inside out self. The words of others are mistakes of our hearing, shipwrecks of our understanding. How confidently we believe OUR meanings of other people's words.

Myth is the nothing that is all.

Should I be what I think? But I think about being so many things!

The Gods sell when they give. Glory is paid for with disgrace. Poor are the happy, for they are Just what passes.