To Be Really Sorry For

I Have Seen All Souls As My Soul, And Realized My Soul As The Soul Of All.

We Can Be Under The Power Of A Spell, But We Must Overcome Such A Power; We Must Liberate Ourselves From Evil. Everyone Can Fight.

My Heart Is Tuned To The Quietness That The Stillness Of Nature Inspires.

Each Individual Composes The Music Of His Own Life. If He Injures Another, He Brings Disharmony. When His Sphere Is Disturbed, He Is Disturbed Himself, And There Is A Discord In The Melody Of His Life. If He Can Quicken The Feeling Of Another To Joy Or To Gratitude, By That Much He Adds To His Own Life; He Becomes Himself By That Much More Alive. Whether Conscious Of It Or Not, His Thought Is Affected For The Better By The Joy Or Gratitude Of Another, And His Power And Vitality Increase Thereby, And The Music Of His Life Grows More In Harmony.

The Peace For Which Every Soul Strives And Which Is The True Nature Of God And The Utmost Goal Of A Man Is But The Outcome Of Harmony.