Work Is Love Made Visable.

We Are All Like The Bright Moon, We Still Have Our Darker Side.

When We Turn To One Another For Counsel We Reduce The Number Of Our Enemies.

Love That Is Cleansed By Tears Will Remain Eternally Pure And Beautiful.

My Soul Gave Me Good Counsel, Teaching Me Never To Delight In Praise Or To Be Distressed By Reproach. Before My Soul Taught Me, I Doubted The Value Of My Accomplishments Until The Passing Days Sent Someone Who Would Extol Or Disparage Them. But Now I Know That Trees Blossom In The Spring And Give Their Fruits In The Summer Without Any Desire For Accolades. And They Scatter Their Leaves Abroad In The Fall And Denude Themselves In The Winter Without Fear Of Reproof.

The Nearest To My Heart Are A King Without A Kingdom And A Poor Man Who Does Not Know How To Beg.