The best love come from the heart, not from the mouth.

And only the sure of foot can give a hand to him who stumbles.

You shall be held down by the chains of your own judgment.

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful. And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy, you may find in them a harness and a chain. Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your body and less of your raiment.

You may strive to be like them but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You hate Jesus because someone from the North Country said He was the Son of God. But you hate one another because each of you deems himself too great to be the brother of the next man.

It is not the image you would see nor the song you would hear, but rather an image you see though you close your eyes and a song you hear though you shut your ears.