A White Flower Grows In The Quietness.

Everyone Has Been Made For Some Particular Work, And The Desire For That Work Has Been Put In Every Heart.

What I Most Want Is To Spring Out Of This Personality, Then To Sit Apart From That Leaping. I've Lived Too Long Where I Can Be Reached.

Keep Your Intelligence White Hot And Your Grief Glistening“ So Your Life Will Stay Fresh.

Oh You, Unceasing Sun, To Me Your Particles Communicate The Luminous Essence Of God, Are You Our God? I Do Not Know. Intoxicated, I Say Nought, Bewitched By The Magic Potion. I Cannot Differentiate Between My Drunk And Sober State.

Reason Is Like An Officer When The King Appears. The Officer Then Loses His Power And Hides Himself. Reason Is The Shadow Cast By God; God Is The Sun.