In Hatred As In Love, We Grow

Go With Your Fate, But Not Beyond. Beyond Leads To Dark Places.

Half The World's Troubles Come From Men Not Being Trained To Resent A Fallacy As Much As An Insult.

In Hatred As In Love, We Grow Like The Thing We Brood Upon. What We Loathe, We Graft Into Our Very Soul.

Longing Performs All Things

Each Man In His Life Honors, And Imitates As Well As He Can, That God To Whose Choir He Belonged, While He Is Uncorrupted In His First Incarnation Here; And In The Fashion He Has Thus Learned, He Bears Himself To His Beloved As Well As To The Rest. So, Then, Each Chooses From Among The Beautiful A Love Conforming To His Kind, And Then, As If His Chosen Were His God, He Sets Him Up And Robes Him For Worship.