Our pain carves out a larger space for love to fill.

Men who do not forgive women their little faults will never enjoy their great virtues.

We fear death, yet we long for slumber and beautiful dreams.

Long were the days of pain I have spent within its walls, and long were the nights of aloneness; and who can depart from his pain and his aloneness without regret?

And let to-day embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.

For in truth it is life that gives unto life-while you, who deem yourself a giver, are but a witness.

When you are sorrowful, look again.