You are your own forerunner, and the towers you have builded are but the foundation of your giant-self. And that self too shall be a foundation.

The most wonderful thing, Mary, is that you and I are always walking together, hand in hand, in a strangely beautiful world, unknown to other people. We both stretch one hand to receive from Life - and Life is generous indeed.

And let your best be for your friend. If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also. For what is your friend that your should seek with him hours to kill? Seek with him always hours to live. For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness. And in the sweetness of friendship, let there be laughter, and the sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Perhaps time’s definition of coal is the diamond.

Love is life sharing, not for hurt, Love is alive both not ambiguous. Love is whole life, not an affair.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

For the vision of one man lends not its wings to another man.