When the two shall become one the one is still the two: sound and silence together thrill the flute — Each heart must have its mind or the circle is not true. When the One has seen the Other — a voice not his, a passion not hers — together in God they are now, as such, written on a single page in lines not made to touch.
Gratitude is the vision of the Giver, not of the gift. It comes from God. Hope and fear are like the two wings of a bird when it is flying straight to its destination. If one wing fails, its flight fails and if both fail, it dies. Hope is the vision of God in perfect beauty.
