And what word is knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?

Yet the timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness, And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream. And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered the stars into space. Who among you does not feel that his power to love is boundless? And yet who does not feel that very love, though boundless, encompassed within the centre of his being, and moving not from love thought to love thought, nor from love deeds to other love deeds? And is not time even as love is, undivided and paceless?

For this I bless you most. You give much and know not that you give at all.

If your knowledge teaches you not the value of things, and frees you not from the bondage to matter, you shall never come near the throne of Truth.

I have never agreed with my other self wholly. The truth of the matter seems to lie between us.

God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips.

Beauty shall rise with the dawn from the east.