Life Is The Mistress To Be Wooed.

The Heart's Affections Are Divided Like The Branches Of The Cedar Tree; If The Tree Loses One Strong Branch; It Will Suffer But It Does Not Die; It Will Pour All Its Vitality Into The Next Branch So That It Will Grow And Fill The Empty Place.

I Discovered The Secret Of The Sea In Meditation Upon A Dewdrop.

Love Is A Gracious Host To His Guests Though To The Unbidden His House Is A Mirage And A Mockery.

The First Thought Of God Was An Angel. The First Word Of God Was A Man

And Is Not The Lute That Soothes Your Spirit The Very Wood That Was Hollowed With Knives?