Travelers, It Is Late. Life's Sun Is

Friendship Of The Wise Is Good; A Wise Enemy Is Better Than A Foolish Friend.

The Testing Of Good And Bad Is In Order That The Gold May Boil And Bring The Scum To The Top.

If You Are Irritated By Every Rub, How Will Your Mirror Be Polished?

Through Love The Devil Becomes An Angel. Through Love Stones Become Soft As Butter. Through Love Grief Is Like Delight. Through Love Demons Become The Servants Of God.

Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens And Closes. If It Were Always A Fist Or Always Stretched Open, You Would Be Paralyzed.