All work is empty save when there is love.

The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind.

We who love Him beheld Him with these our eyes which He made to see; and we touched Him with these our hands which He taught to reach forth.

Nor shall derision prove powerful against those who listen to humanity or those who follow in the footsteps of divinity, for they shall live forever. Forever.

Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.

They consider me to have sharp and penetrating vision because I see them through the mesh of a sieve.

Am I less man because I believe in a greater man?