My Melancholy Is The Most Faithful Sweetheart

The Reign Of The Tyrant Ends With His Death, And The Reign Of The Martyr Starts With It.

Just As In Earthly Life Lovers Long For The Moment When They Are Able To Breathe Forth Their Love For Each Other, To Let Their Souls Blend In A Soft Whisper, So The Mystic Longs For The Moment When In Prayer He Can, As It Were, Creep Into God.

To Love Another Person Is To Help Them Love God.

It's Better To Get Lost In The Passion Than To Lose The Passion

Just As In The Great Moment Of Resignation One Does Not Mediate But Chooses, Now The Task Is To Gain Proficiency In Repeating The Impassioned Choice And, Existing, To Express It In Existence.