Were the eye not of the sun, How could we behold the light? If God's might and ours were not as one, How could His work enchant our sight?
The eternal feminine draws us on high.
There is a politeness of the heart; this is closely allied to love.
Only the heart without a stain knows ease.
I have learned much from disease which life could have never taught me anywhere else.
if only these treasures were not so fragile as they are precious and beautiful.