Now My Belly Is As Noble As

Let The Radiance Of My Enthusiasms Envelop The Poor Courtyard And The Bare Classroom. Let My Heart Be A Stronger Column And My Goodwill Purer Gold Than The Columns And Gold Of Rich Schools.

For Me, Religiosity Is ... The Constant Remembrance Of The Presence Of The Soul.

There Is The Joy Of Being Healthy And Fair, But There Is Overall The Beauty, The Immense Joy Of Being Useful.

I Have A Faithful Joy And A Joy That Is Lost. One Is Like A Rose, The Other, A Thorn. The One That Was Stolen I Have Not Lost.

Now I Am Nothing But A Veil; All My Body Is A Veil Beneath Which A Child Sleeps.