To Marry Unequally Is To Suffer Equally.

There Is Only One Way Of Not Hating Those Who Do Us Wrong, And That Is By Doing Them Good.

We Are Never More Discontented With Others Than When We Are Discontented With Ourselves. The Consciousness Of Wrong-doing Makes Us Irritable, And Our Heart, In Its Cunning, Quarrels With What Is Outside It, In Order That It May Deafen The Clamor Within.

To Marry Unequally Is To Suffer Equally.

Order Is A Great Person's Need And Their True Well Being.

Each Bud Flowers But Once And Each Flower Has But Its Minute Of Perfect Beauty; So, In The Garden Of The Soul Each Feeling Has, As It Were, Its Flowering Instant, Its One And Only Moment Of Expansive Grace And Radiant Kingship.