"Not all those who wander are lost."

"For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you."  

All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.  

I shall never fear or avoid things of which I do not know...

A seeker of silences am I, and what treasure have I found in silences that I may dispense with confidence?

And ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

When love beckons to you, follow him,

Though his ways are hard and steep.

And when his wings enfold you yield to him,

Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.

And when he speaks to you believe in him,

Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.

You give but little when you give of your possessions.  It is when you give of yourself that you truly give.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.