When someone mentions the gracefulness of the night sky, climb up on the roof and dance and say, like this?

Learn to recognize the false dawn from the true; distinguish the color of the wine from the color of the cup. Then it may be that patience and time may produce, out of the spectrum-viewing sight, true vision, and you will behold colors other than these mortal hues, you will see pearls instead of stones. Pearls, did I say? Nay more, you will become a sea, you will become a sun traveling the sky.

Discard yourself and thereby regain yourself. Spread the trap of humility and ensnare love.

Whatever you know, or don’t - only Love is real.

I will find new meaning in every joy and sorrow.

When you resolve to become pious, the devil in your nature cries out at you, "Tread not those paths, O confused one; distress and poverty will overcome you. You will be despised, let down by friends, you will regret it." Dread of the devil has bound their souls; the cries of the devil are the drover of the damned; the call of the Lord is a guardian of the saints.

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I've lived too long where I can be reached.