People of Orphalese, beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.

He who seeks ecstasy in love should not complain of suffering.

The sea that calls all things unto her cals me, and I must embark.

He who is more mindful of one, loses the love and the faith of both.

Your reason and your passion are your rudder and sails of your seafaring soul, if either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas. For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.

I have learned silence from the talkative, toleration from the intolerant, and kindness from the unkind; yet, strange, I am ungrateful to those teachers.