Thou canst not pray to God without praying to Love, but mayest pray to Love without praying to God.

If Pity come as Pity, bid her stay; But if in guise of Love, chase her away.

Would the atheist continue such, let him beware how he admits Love into his breast: for God will surely come along with him.

It is no wonder if Art frequently prefers Illusion to Truth: for Illusion is her servant, but Truth her mistress.

Thou canst not pray to God without praying to Love, but mayest pray to Love without praying to God.

As the bud a leaf, so at last the thought becomes a word.

Were Love exempt from the militations of Necessity, he were greater than God and the World.