God hands gifts to some, whispers them to others.
The heart must glow before the tongue can gild.
Heart's-ease is a flower which blooms from the grave of desire.
Reserve may be pride fortified in ice; dignity is worth reposing on truth.
The God of merely traditional believers is the great Absentee of the universe.
Fate is the friend of the good, the guide of the wise, the tyrant of the foolish, the enemy of the bad.