朝阳之地

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

May these vows and this marriage be blessed.

I fear God and next to God I mostly fear them that fear him not.

Send a bouquet of your face with the morning breeze.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.