Since In Order To Speak,

There Is A Community Of The Spirit . . . Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held . . . Move Outside The Tangle Of Fear-thinking . . . Flow Down And Down In Always Widening Rings Of Being.

There Is None Dwelling In The House But God. When A Man Is Awakened He Melts And Perishes.

You Do Not See Clearly The Evil In Yourself, Else You Would Hate Yourself With All Your Soul. Like The Lion Who Sprang At His Image In The Water, You Are Only Hurting Yourself, O Foolish Man. When You Reach The Bottom Of The Well Of Your Own Nature, Then You Will Know That The Vileness Was From Yourself.

Actually, Your Soul And Mine Are The Same. We Appear And Disappear With Each Other.

Whenever Beauty Looks, Love Is Also There; Whenever Beauty Shows A Rosy Cheek Love Lights Her Fire From That Flame. When Beauty Dwells In The Dark Folds Of Night Love Comes And Finds A Heart Entangled In Tresses. Beauty And Love Are As Body And Soul. Beauty Is The Mine, Love Is The Diamond.