And Your Fragrance Shall Be My Breath,

Your Pain Is The Breaking Of The Shell That Encloses Your Understanding... And Could You Keep Your Heart In Wonder At The Daily Miracles Of Your Life, Your Pain Would Not Seem Less Wondrous Than Your Joy

Like The Seeds Dreaming Beneath The Snow Your Heart Dreams Of Spring.

And As A Single Leaf Turns Not Yellow But With The Silent Knowledge Of The Whole Tree.

The Teacher Who Is Indeed Wise Does Not Bid You To Enter The House Of His Wisdom But Rather Leads You To The Threshold Of Your Mind.

Let Your Best Be For Your Friend.