Faith, Indeed, Has Up To The Present

I Am A Forest, And A Night Of Dark Trees: But He Who Is Not Afraid Of My Darkness, Will Find Banks Full Of Roses Under My Cypresses.

There Are Instances When We Are Like Horses, We Psychologists, And Grow Restless: We See Our Own Shadow Wavering Up And Down Before Us. A Psychologist Must Look Away From Himself In Order To See Anything At All.

You Must Await Your Thirst And Allow It To Become Complete: Otherwise You Will Never Discover Your Spring, Which Can Never Be Anyone Else's!

Just As Bones, Tissues, Intestines, And Blood Vessels Are Enclosed In A Skin That Makes It Possible To Bear The Sight Of A Human Being, So The Agitations And Passions Of The Soul Are Wrapped Up In Vanity: It Is The Soul's Skin.

I Speak And The Child Plays: Who Can Be More Serious Than We Are?