The wolves prey upon the lambs in the darkness of the night, but the blood stains remain upon the stones in the valley until the dawn comes, and the sun reveals the crime to all.

He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked. The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.

The tiny flame that lights up the human heart is like a blazing torch that comes down from heaven to light up the paths of mankind. For in one soul are contained the hopes and feelings of all Mankind.

And God said, Love your enemy, & I obeyed Him & loved myself.

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.

Tell your secret to the wind, but don't blame it for telling the trees.

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.