To love with the spirit is to pity, and he who pities most loves most. >>
For it is the suffering flesh, it is suffering, it is death, that love >>
There is no true love save in suffering, and in this world we have to >>
Suspicion amongst thoughts are like bats amongst birds, they never fly >>
Suspicions that the mind, of itself, gathers, are but buzzes; but susp >>
Doubt is the vestibule through which all must pass before they can ent >>
Life is doubt, and faith without doubt is nothing but death.