As We Are, So We

O Why Was I Born With A Different Face? Why Was I Not Born Like The Rest Of My Race?

The Look Of Love Alarms Because 'tis Filled With Fire; But The Look Of Soft Deceit Shall Win The Lover's Hire.

Where There Is Money There Is No Art.

I Am In You And You In Me, Mutual In Divine Love.

The Pride Of The Peacock Is The Glory Of God. The Lust Of The Goat Is The Bounty Of God. The Wrath Of The Lion Is The Wisdom Of God. The Nakedness Of Woman Is The Work Of God.