If Ye Would Go Up

It Is Not To Everyone's Taste That Truth Should Be Pronounced Pleasant. But At Least Let No One Believe That Error Becomes Truth When It Is Pronounced Unpleasant.

And If Your Friend Does Evil To You, Say To Him, ''i Forgive You For What You Did To Me, But How Can I Forgive You For What You Did To Yourself?

And So, Onwards... Along A Path Of Wisdom, With A Hearty Tread, A Hearty Confidence.. However You May Be, Be Your Own Source Of Experience. Throw Off Your Discontent About Your Nature. Forgive Yourself Your Own Self. You Have It In Your Power To Merge Everything You Have Lived Through- False Starts, Errors, Delusions, Passions, Your Loves And Your Hopes- Into Your Goal, With Nothing Left Over.

The Child Is Innocence And Forgetting, A New Beginning, A Game, A Wheel Rolling On Its Own, A Prime Movement, A Sacred Yes.

Men Have Hitherto Treated Women Like Birds Which Have Strayed Down To Them From The Heights; As Something More Delicate, More Fragile, More Savage, Stranger, Sweeter, Soulful--but As Something Which Has To Be Caged Up So That It Shall Not Fly Away.