There Is A Spectacle More Grand Than

The Soul Does Not Give Itself Up To Despair Until It Has Exhausted All Illusions.

What A Grand Thing, To Be Loved! What A Grander Thing Still, To Love!

If The Soul Is Left In Darkness, Sins Will Be Committed. The Guilty One Is Not He Who Commits The Sin, But The One Who Causes The Darkness.

In My Old Age There Is A Coming Into Flower. My Body Wanes; My Mind Waxes.

Be As A Bird Perched On A Frail Branch That She Feels Bending Beneath Her, Still She Sings Away All The Same, Knowing She Has Wings.