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The Brooks Flow To Their Lover, The Sea, And The Flowers Smile At The Object Of Their Passion, The Light. The Mist Rolls Down To Its Beloved, The Valley. And I? In Me Is What Brooks Do Not Know, What Flowers Do Not Hear, What The Mist Does Not Apprehend. You See Me Alone In My Love, Solitary In My Yearning.

A Truly Religious Man Does Not Embrace A Religion; And He Who Embraces One Has No Religion.

Many A Doctrine Is Like A Window Pane. We See Truth Through It But It Divides Us From Truth.

Sadness Is But A Wall Between Two Gardens.

A Man Can Be Free Without Being Great, But No Man Can Be Great Without Being Free.