There are those who give little of the much which they have - and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire makes their gifts unwholesome.

The person you consider ignorant and insignificant is the one who came from God, that he might learn bliss from grief and knowledge from gloom.

And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless? But if in you thought you must measure time into seasons, let each season encircle all the other seasons, And let today embrace the past with remembrance and the future with longing.

I prefer to be a dreamer among the humblest, with visions to be realized, than lord among those without dreams and desires.

And you would accept the seasons of your heart just as you have always accepted that seasons pass over your fields and you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.

Rest in reason. Move in Passion.

That deed which in our guilt we today call weakness, will appear tomorrow as an essential link in the complete chain of Man.