My God, my aim and my fulfillment; I am thy yesterday and thou are my tomorrow. I am they root in the earth and thou art my flower in the sky, and together we grow before the face of the sun.

Do not fear the thorns in your path, for they draw only corrupt blood.

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.

Hate is a dead thing. Who of you would be a tomb?

I purified my lips with sacred fire that I might speak of love, but when I opened my mouth to speak, I found myself mute.

Love one another, but make not a bond of love.

Doubt is a pain too lonely to know that faith is his twin brother. Doubt is a foundling unhappy and astray, and though his own mother who gave him birth should find him and enfold him, he would withdraw in caution and in fear.