The Woman-soul Leadeth Us Upward And On!

The Master Proves Himselin Recognizing His Limitations.

There Is No Past We Can Bring Back By Longing For It. There Is Only An Eternal Now That Builds And Creates Out Of The Past Something New And Better.

Our Senses Don't Deceive Us: Our Judgment Does

Moral Epochs Have Their Course As Well As The Seasons. We Can No More Hold Them Fast Than We Can Hold Sun, Moon, And Stars. Our Faults Perpetually Return Upon Us; And Herein Lies The Subtlest Difficulty Of Self-knowledge.

Instruction Does Much, But Encouragement Everything.