The same stream of life that runs through the world runs through my veins night and day.

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

We sit inert, like dead specimens of some museum, while lessons are pelted at us from on high, like hailstones on flowers.

O master poet, I have sat down at thy feet. Only let me make my life simple and straight, like a flute of reed for thee to fill with music.

The past is always with us, for nothing that once was time can ever depart.

This principle of opposites is at the very root of Creation, which is divided between the rule of the King and the Queen; Night and Day; the One and the Varied; the Eternal and the Evolving.

If I call not thee in my prayers, if I keep not thee in my heart, thy love for me still waits for my love.