| Self Expression Is it not true, that every time we draw Beauty we approach a step nearer to Beauty? And every time we write the Truth we become one with it ? Or do you propose to muzzle poets and artists ? Is not self expression a deeply seated need in the human soul ? Spiritual Affinity It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and perservering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created in years or even generations. Truth Truth callls on us, drawn by the innocent laughter of a child, or the kiss of a loved one; but we close the doors of affection in her face and deal with her as with an enemy. Beauty Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive. When you meet Beauty, you feel that the hands deep within your inner self are stretched forth to bring her into the domain of your heart. It is a magnificence combined of sorrow and joy; it is the Unseen which you see, and the Vague which you understand, and the Mute which you hear - it is the Holy of Holies that begins in yourself and ends vastly beyond your earthly imagination. Beauty Beauty in the heart that longs for it is more sublime than in the eyes of him who sees it. Infinite We are naught but frail atoms in the heavens of the infinite; and we cannot but obey and surrender to the will of providence. If we love, our love is neither from us, nor is it for us. If we rejoice, our joy is not in us, but in Life itself. If we suffer our pain lies not in our wounds, but in the very heart of Nature. Tradition When I wrote on my door "Leave your traditions outside,Before you come in"Not a soul dared to visit me or open my door Love Love is divine knowledge that enables men to see as much as the gods. Love Love passes by us, robed in meekness; but we flee from her in fear, or hide in the darkness; or else pursue her, to do evil in her name Love Darkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul Love Love when sought out, is an ailment between the flesh and the bone, and only when youth has passed does the pain bring rich and sorrowful knowledge. Love Love and emptiness in us are like the sea's ebb and flow Love Love llike Death, changes everything |
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