that which is eternal within the moment only becomes shallow if spread out in time.

Man discovers his own wealth when God comes to ask gifts of him.

In desperate hope I go and search for her in all the corners of my house. I find her not. My house is small and what once has gone from it can never be regained. But infinite is thy mansion, my lord, and seeking her I have come to thy door.

The world puts off its mask of vastness to its lover. It becomes small as one song, as one kiss of the eternal.

Say of him what you please, but I know my child's failings. I do not love him because he is good, but because he is my little child. How should you know how dear he can be when you try to weigh his merits against his faults? When I must punish him he becomes all the more a part of my being. When I cause his tears to come my heart weeps with him. I alone have a right to blame and punish, for he only may chastise who loves.

When our universe is in harmony with man, the eternal, we know it as truth, we feel it as beauty.

The main object of teaching is not to give explanations, but to knock at the doors of the mind.