The world is a mirror, an imaging of Love's perfection.
I am part of the load not rightly balanced . . .
Faith in the king comes easily in lovely times, but be faithful now and endure, pale lover.
The intelligent desire self-control; children want candy.
Do not grieve over any joy that has gone forever, for it will return to you in another form, know that for sure.
Look at the moon in the sky, not the one in the lake.