If the present world go astray, the cause is in you, in you it is to be sought. In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost. There is no greater sorrow than to be mindful of the happy time in misery. The more perfect a thing is, the more susceptible to good and bad treatment it is. I love to doubt as well as know. We climbed up…until I finally saw through a round opening the beauteous things which Heaven holds. And there we came out to see, once more, the stars. Beauty awakens the soul to act. For what is liberty but the unhampered translation of will into act? For what is liberty but the unhampered translation of will into act? | 
