He who listens to truth is not less than he who utters truth.
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
All you have shall some day be given; therefore give now that the season of giving is yours and not your inheritors.
I am a stranger in this world, and there is a severe solitude and painful lonesomeness in my exile.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.