Sorrow is too great to exist in small hearts.

You progress not through what has been done, but reaching towards what has yet to be done.

For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.

Humanity is a river of light running from the ex-eternity to eternity.

Sorrow is too great to exist in small hearts.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself, but if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires.

I AM IGNORANT of absolute truth. But I am humble before my ignorance and therein lies my honor and my reward.