I Am My Own Secretary; I Dictate,

We Abide In God Insofar As We Do Not Sin.

I Think The Mother Is Gradually Revealing Itself To Me And Taking Over. But It Is Not The Mother Alone. It Is The Mother And The Father, The Male And The Female, Sort Of Gradually Having Their Marriage.

This Life Of Man Appears For A Short Space, But Of What Went Before, Or What Is To Follow, We Are Utterly Ignorant.

All The Ways Of This World Are As Fickle And Unstable As A Sudden Storm At Sea.

Christ Is The Morning Star, Who, When The Night Of This World Is Past, Gives To His Saints The Promise Of The Light Of Life, And Opens Everlasting Day.