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Inside The Great Mystery That Is, We Don't Really Own Anything. What Is This Competition We Feel Then, Before We Go, One At A Time, Through The Same Gate?

He Is Like A Man Using A Candle To Look For The Sun

Daylight, Full Of Small Dancing Particles. Can You See Them When I Whisper In Your Ear?

Are You Fleeing From Love Because Of A Single Humiliation? What Do You Know Of Love Except The Name? Love Has A Hundred Forms Of Pride And Disdain, And Is Gained By A Hundred Means Of Persuasion. Since Love Is Loyal, It Purchases One Who Is Loyal: It Has No Interest In A Disloyal Companion. The Human Being Resembles A Tree; Its Root Is A Covenant With God: That Root Must Be Cherished With All One's Might.

This Whole Universe Is But A Drop Of His Beauty!