If you follow the ways in which you were trained, which you may have inherited, for no other reason than this, you are illogical.
Every love outside of HIS love, is pain.
Let the Beloved be a hat pulled down firmly on my head.
Even though you tie a hundred knots, the string remains one.
Beyond ideas, there's a field. Will you meet me there?
Carry the burden smilingly and cheerfully, because patience is the key to victory.