Let The Beauty Of What You Love

You Have Mourned Over Others; Now Sit Down For A While And Weep Over Your Own Self.

O, Happy The Soul That Saw Its Own Faults.

At Every Instant And From Every Side, Resounds The Call Of Love: We Are Going To Sky, Who Wants To Come With Us? We Have Gone To Heaven, We Have Been The Friends Of The Angels, And Now We Will Go Back There, For There Is Our Country.

Don't Be Sad! Because God Sends Hope In The Most Desperate Moments. Don't Forget, The Heaviest Rain Comes Out Of The Darkest Clouds.

Soul Receives From Soul That Knowledge, Therefore Not By Book Nor From Tongue. If Knowledge Of Mysteries Come After Emptiness Of Mind, That Is Illumination Of Heart.