And If You Would Know God, Be

Saying This, He Turned His Head Toward The Window As If He Were Trying To Solve The Problems Of Human Existence By Concentrating On The Beauty Of The Universe.

How Narrow Is The Vision That Exalts The Busyness Of The Ant Above The Singing Of The Grasshopper.

Love Has No Other Desire But To Fulfill Itself, But If You Love And Must Needs Have Desires, Let These Be Your Desires.

And As A Single Leaf Turns Not Yellow But With The Silent Knowledge Of The Whole Tree.

He Who Passes Not His Days In The Realm Of Dreams Is The Slave Of The Days.