Every one soon or late comes round by Rome.
When pain ends, gain ends too.
But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?
Love is the energy of life.
There is an inmost center in us all, where truth abides in fullness;....and, to know, rather consists in opening out a way where the imprisoned splendor may escape, then in effecting entry for a light supposed to be without.
There is no truer truth obtainable by Man than comes of music