Sin makes its own hell, and goodness its own heaven.
Life is real, and death is the illusion.
Every luminary in the constellation of human greatness, like the stars, comes out in the darkness to shine with the reflected light of God.
Spring is my sweetheart.
Disease is an experience of a so-called mortal mind. It is fear made manifest on the body.
Great mischief comes from attempts to steady other people's altars.