It Is Not For Us To Forecast

The Tree Is More Than First A Seed, Then A Stem, Then A Living Trunk, And Then Dead Timber. The Tree Is A Slow, Enduring Force Straining To Win The Sky.

Behind All Seen Things Lies Something Vaster; Everything Is But A Path, A Portal Or A Window Opening On Something Other Than Iteself.

A Child Is Not Frightened At The Thought Of Being Patiently Transmuted Into An Old Man.

True Love Begins When Nothing Is Looked For In Return.

All Men Have The Stars," He Answered, "but They Are Not The Same Things For Different People. For Some, Who Are Travellers, The Stars Are Guides. For Others They Are No More Than Little Lights In The Sky. For Others, Who Are Scholars, They Are Problems. For My Businessman They Were Wealth. But All The Stars Are Silent. You--you Alone--will Have The Stars As No One Else Has Them--