You cannot lay remorse upon the innocent nor lift it from the heart of the guilty. Unbidden shall it call in the night, that men may wake and gaze upon themselves.

For truth and the spirit will abide with the morrow.

And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.

Your body is the harp of the soul.

Have you not heard of the man who was digging in the earth for roots and found a treasure?

And what word is knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?

Keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life.