Astrology, The Noblest Of Sciences.

Love Kindled By Virtue Always Kindles Another, Provided That Its Flame Appear Outwardly.

In Judgement Be Ye Not Too Confident, Even As A Man Who Will Appraise His Corn When Standing In A Field, Ere It Is Ripe.

As One Who Sees In Dreams And Wakes To Find The Emotional Impression Of His Vision Still Powerful While Its Parts Fade From His Mind - Just Such Am I, Having Lost Nearly All The Vision Itself, While In My Heart I Feel The Sweetness Of It Yet Distill And Fall.

I Am Made Of God, Through His Grace. Such That Your Misery Touches Me Not, Nor Does Flame Of That Burning Assail Me.

L'amor Che Move Il Sole E L'altre Stelle (the Love That Moves The Sun And The Other Stars)