A deep man believes that the evil eye can whither, the heart's blessing can heal, and that love can overcome all odds.

Nature is saturated with Deity.

The essence of friendship is entireness, a total magnanimity and trust. It must not surmise or provide for infirmity. It treats its object as a god, that it might deify both.

Power dwells with cheerfulness.

If the red slayer think he slays, Or if the slain think he is slain, They know not well the subtle ways, I keep and pass and turn again.

The never-ending task of self improvement.

Not a ray is dimmed, not an atom worn; nature's oldest force is as good as new.