The House, The Stars, The Desert --

True Love Begins When Nothing Is Looked For In Return.

And When Your Sorrow Is Comforted (time Soothes All Sorrows) You Will Be Content That You Have Known Me. You Will Always Be My Friend. You Will Want To Laugh With Me. And You Will Sometimes Open Your Window, So, For That Pleasure . . . And Your Friends Will Be Properly Astonished To See You Laughing As You Look Up At The Sky! Then You Will Say To Them, 'yes, The Stars Always Make Me Laugh!' And They Will Think You Are Crazy. It Will Be A Very Shabby Trick That I Shall Have Played On You.

Love Does Not Consist In Gazing At Each Other, But In Looking Outward Together In The Same Direction.

True Happiness Comes From The Joy Of Deeds Well Done, The Zest Of Creating Things New.

Action And Personal Happiness Have No Truck With Each Other; They Are Eternally At War.