Love Is, After All, A Curse Of

O God, When I Listen To The Voices Of Animals, The Sounds Of Trees, The Murmurings Of Water, The Singing Of Birds, The Whistling Of The Wind, Or The Boom Of Thunder, I See In Them Evidence Of Your Unity; I Feel That You Are Supreme Power, Omniscience, Supreme Knowledge, And Supreme Justice. I Recognize You, O God, In The Trials I Am Going Through. May Your Pleasure Be My Pleasure, Too. May I Be Your Joy, The Joy That A Father Feels For A Son. And May I Think Of You Calmly And With Determination, Even When I Find It Hard To Say I Love You.

And Although She Was Sometimes Dissatisfied With Herself, She Felt Unable To Go Beyond Her Own Limitations. Books Were Safer.

The Power Of Beauty:what Must The World Be Like For Ugly Women?

We Can Never Found The Soul, Just As We Can Never Wound God, But We Become Imprisoned By Our Memories, And That Makes Our Lives Wretched, Even When We Have Everything We Need In Order To Be Happy.

All Things Are Manifestations Of One Thing Only.