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Your Reason And Your Passion Are Your Rudder And Sails Of Your Seafaring Soul, If Either Your Sails Or Your Rudder Be Broken, You Can But Toss And Drift, Or Else Be Held At A Standstill In Mid-seas. For Reason, Ruling Alone, Is A Force Confining; And Passion, Unattended, Is A Flame That Burns To Its Own Destruction.

Pity The Nation Whose Statesman Is A Fox, Whose Philosopher Is A Juggler, And Whose Art Is The Art Of Patching And Mimicking. Pity The Nation That Welcomes Its New Ruler With Trumpetings, And Farewells Him With Hootings, Only To Welcome Another Ruler With Trumpetings Again. Pity The Nation Whose Sages Are Dumb With Years And Whose Strong Men Are Yet In The Cradle. Pity The Nation Divided Into Fragments, Each Fragment Deeming Itself A Nation.

A Minute Moving Among The Patterns Of Beauty And The Dreams Of Love Is Greater And More Precious Than An Age Filled With Splendor Granted By The Weak To The Strong.

Now Let Us Play Hide And Seek. Should You Hide In My Heart It Would Not Be Difficult To Find You. But Should You Hide Behind Your Own Shell, Then It Would Be Useless For Anyone To Seek You.

Give Your Hearts, But Not Into Each Other's Keeping. For Only The Hand Of Life Can Contain Your Hearts. And Stand Together Yet Not Too Near Together: For The Pillars Of The Temple Stand Apart, And The Oak Tree And The Cypress Grow Not In Each Other's Shadow.