|And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter and the sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.|
|And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.|
|Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.|
But you are life and you are the veil.
Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror.
But you are eternity and you are the mirror.
|For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?|
Verily, when good is hungry is seeks food even in dark caves, and when it thirsts it drinks even of dead waters.
|For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?|
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
|Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping, |
For only the hand of God can contain your hearts.
|Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.|
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.
|That which seems most feeble and bewildered in you is the strongest and most determined.|
|You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief, But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.|
|Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.|
|Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon which your reason and your judgment wage war against passion and your appetite.|