And what word is knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?
If winter should say, 'Spring is in my heart,' who would believe winter?
In every aspect of the day Jesus was aware of the Father. He beheld Him in the clouds and in the shadows of the clouds that pass over the earth.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
He who defines his conduct by ethics imprisons his song-bird in a cage.
You, the strong, have I loved, though the marks of your iron hoofs are yet upon my flesh.