69.
"I GIVE my whole water in joy," sings the waterfall, "though little of it is enough for the thirsty."
70.
WHERE is the fountain that throws up these flowers in a ceaseless outbreak of ecstasy?
71.
THE woodcutter's axe begged for its handle from the tree.
The tree gave it.
72.
IN my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
73.
CHASTITY is a wealth that comes from abundance of love.
74.
THE mist, like love, plays upon the heart of the hills and brings out surprises of beauty.
75.
WE read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.
76.
THE poet wind is out over the sea and the forest to seek his own voice.
77.
EVERY child comes with the message that God is not yet discouraged of man.
78.
THE grass seeks her crowd in the earth.
The tree seeks his solitude of the sky.
79.
MAN barricades against himself.
80.
YOUR voice, my friend, wanders in my heart, like the muffled sound of the sea among these listening pines.
81.
WHAT is this unseen flame of darkness whose sparks are the stars?
82.
LET life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.
88.
HE who wants to do good knocks at the gate; he who loves finds the gate open.
84.
IN death the many becomes one; in life the one becomes many.
Religion will be one when God is dead.
85.
THE artist is the lover of Nature, therefore he is her slave and her master.
86.
"HOW far are you from me, O Fruit?"
"I am hidden in your heart, O Flower."
87.
THIS longing is for the one who is felt in the dark, but not seen in the day.