Close The Language-door, And Open The Love-window

Know Mankind Well, Don't Degrade Every Man As Evil, And Don't Exalt Every Man Thinking He Is Good. He Who Cannot Discover Himself; Cannot Discover The World.

A Circle Of Lovely, Quiet People Becomes The Ring On My Finger.

My Soul Gave Me Good Counsel, Teaching Me To Love. Love Was For Me A Delicate Thread Stretched Between Two Adjacent Pegs, But Now It Has Been Transformed Into A Halo, Its First Is Its Last, And Its Last Is Its First. It Encompases Every Being, Slowly Expanding To Embrace All That Ever Will Be.

When You Reach The Bottom Of The Well Of Your Own Nature, Then You Will Know That The Vileness Was From Yourself.

Through Love The Devil Becomes An Angel. Through Love Stones Become Soft As Butter. Through Love Grief Is Like Delight. Through Love Demons Become The Servants Of God.