Happiness Is Love, Nothing Else.

The Cup Was Emptied And Would Never Be Filled Again.

In My Brain Were Stored A Thousand Pictures.

People Know, Or Dimly Feel, That If Thinking Is Not Kept Pure And Keen, And If Respect For The World Of Mind Is No Longer Operative, Ships And Automobiles Will Soon Cease To Run Right, The Engineer's Slide Rule And The Computations Of Banks And Stock Exchanges Will Forfeit Validity And Authority, And Chaos Will Ensue.

How Beautiful The World Was When One Looked At It, Without Searching... Just Looked, Simply And Innocently.

As A Body Everyone Is Single, As A Soul Never.