My voice is still the same, and this makes me beside myself with Joy! Oh, mon Dieu, when I think what I might be able to do with it!
The sea is the sweat of the earth.
There are forces in nature called Love and Hate. The force of Love causes elements to be attracted to each other and to be built up into some particular form or person, and the force of Hate causes the decomposition of things.
For before this I was born once a boy, and a maiden, and a plant, and a bird, and a darting fish in the sea.
Each man believes only his experience.
None of the gods has formed the world, nor has any man, it has always been.
Having glimpsed a small part of life, men rise up and disappear as smoke, knowing only what each one has learned.
Just as a mother finds pleasure in taking her little child on her lap, there to feed and caress him, in like manner our loving God shows His fondness for His beloved souls who have given themselves entirely to Him and have placed all their hope in His goodness.
The pop musicians often leave meaning in the dust and substitute it for cartoons. The deeper artists - the grunge artists in the world and the emoticon people - tend to leave all of the happiness out of life like it just doesn't exist.
Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.
There are routes not to be followed, armies not to be attacked, citadels not to be besieged, territory not to be fought over.