The Spring Of Love Becomes Hidden And

That Is The Returning To God Which In Reality Is Never Concluded On Earth But Yet Leaves Behind In The Soul A Divine Home Sickness, Which Never Again Ceases.

A Man Is Not Learned Because He Talks Much; He Who Is Patient, Free From Hatred And Fear, He Is Called Learned.

What Ought To Be Done Is Neglected, What Ought Not To Be Done Is Done; The Desires Of Unruly, Thoughtless People Are Always Increasing.

And Then When All Around Grows Dark, When We Feel Utterly Alone, When All Men Right And Left Pass Us By And Know Us Not, A Forgotten Feeling Rises In The Breast.

Self Is The Lord Of Self, Who Else Could Be The Lord?.