The Hour Of Justice Does Not Strike

And On This Earth Of Ours There Are But Few Souls That Can Withstand The Dominion Of The Soul That Has Suffered Itself To Become Beautiful.

They Think That Nothing Will Happen Because They Have Closed Their Doors, And They Do Not Know That It Is In The Soul That Things Always Happen, And That The World Does Not End At Their Housedoor.

Our Reason May Prove What It Will: Our Reason Is Only A Feeble Ray That Has Issued From Nature.

When We Lose One We Love, Our Bitterest Tears Are Called Forth By The Memory Of Hours When We Loved Not Enough.

We Should Tell Ourselves Once And For All That It Is The First Duty Of The Soul To Become As Happy, Complete, Independent, And Great As Lies In Its Power. To This End We May Sacrifice Even The Passion For Sacrifice, For Sacrifice Never Should Be The Means Of Ennoblement, But Only The Sign Of Being Ennobled.