Is Not The Beautiful Moon, That Inspires

For The Vision Of One Man Lends Not Its Wings To Another Man.

It Was But Yesterday I Thought Myself A Fragment Quivering Without Rhythm In The Sphere Of Life. Now I Know That I Am The Sphere, And All Life In Rhythmic Fragments Moves Within Me.

For Love Is Sufficient Unto Love.

Between The Shores Of The Oceans And The Summit Of The Highest Mountain Is A Secret Route That You Must Absolutely Take Before Being One With The Sons Of The Earth.

Out Of Suffering Have Emerged The Strongest Souls; The Most Massive Characters Are Seared With Scars.