Life Is But A Sleep Disturbed By

Your Daily Life Is Your Temple And Your Religion. When You Enter Into It Take With You Your All.

When You Are Sorrowful, Look Again.

What Difference Is There Between Us, Save A Restless Dream That Follows My Soul But Fears To Come Near You?

Among The Hills, When You Sit In The Cool Shade Of The White Poplars, Sharing The Peace And Serenity Of Distant Fields And Meadows - Then Let Your Heart Say In Silence, "god Rests In Reason." And When The Storm Comes, And The Mighty Wind Shakes The Forest, And Thunder And Lightning Proclaim The Majesty Of The Sky, - Then Let Your Heart Say In Awe, "god Moves In Passion.

He Who Denies His Heritage, Has No Heritage