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Whoever Knows It Also Knows That In Love There Is No More And No Less; But That He Who Loves Can Only Love With The Whole Heart, And With The Whole Soul; With All His Strength And With All His Will.

An Evil Deed Is Better Left Undone, For A Man Repents Of It Afterwards; A Good Deed Is Better Done, For Having Done It, One Does Not Repent.

The First Pages Of Memory Are Like The Old Family Bible. The First Leaves Are Wholly Faded And Somewhat Soiled With Handling. But, When We Turn Further, And Come To The Chapters Where Adam And Eve Were Banished From Paradise, Then, All Begins To Grow Clear And Legible.

I Spend My Happiest Hours In Reading Vedantic Books. They Are To Me Like The Light Of The Morning, Like The Pure Air Of The Mountains - So Simple, So True, If Once Understood.

That Is The Returning To God Which In Reality Is Never Concluded On Earth But Yet Leaves Behind In The Soul A Divine Home Sickness, Which Never Again Ceases.