Only by acceptance of the past, can you alter it

Redeem the time. Redeem the unread vision of a higher dream.

Our difficulties of the moment must always be dealt with somehow, but our permanent difficulties are difficulties of every moment.

Every experience is a paradox in that it means to be absolute, and yet is relative; in that it somehow always goes beyond itself and yet never escapes itself.

For you know only a heap of broken images

Love compels cruelty To those who do not understand love.

Disillusion can become itself an illusion If we rest in it.