The caverns of my mind are open, and they will not close. He whose treasure is in his mind is richer than the walking mine, who carries all his honors on his back, and when Fortune is pleased to divest him of them, what is he fit for? The mind does not exist unless leagued with the soul. What is gotten with wit will be kept with wariness and increased with wisdom. Be wise, and that knowledge shall be God unto thee; be contented, and that is thy Heaven. The catalogue of true thoughts is but small; they are ubiquitous; no man’s property; and unspoken, or bruited, are the same. When we hear them why seem they so natural, receiving our spontaneous approval? Why do we think we have heard them before? Because they are but reiterate ourselves; they were in us, before we were born. The truest poets are but speakers; and some men are but duplicates of each other.

Every thought’s a soul of some past poet, hero, sage.  I hope you hear my whispers for blessing and happiness and that they surround you forever. May peace and love fill your heart; beauty fills your World; and contentment and joy fill your days. I present my sincere wishes and kind thoughts. When we are not happy in our own thoughts, it is a relief to carry them out of ourselves. These new thoughts will outshine all others. There is so much tenderness in your spirit. Your tenderness seems the reflection of God’s own love.  Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of Earth, overlying our hard hearts, and making them soft, trusting, and loving again.  This is a time for us to share our happiness, blessing, and dedication with each other. This is a time for our friendship and dreams. A good cry [before sleep is] better than the best of medication. I forgot to ask you, are you well and healthy? My greeting is knocking on your beautiful door. My heart is full of tender feelings. My friend says nothing and we are hand in hand because silence may be the most beautiful and touching song. Good work succeeds, now and then. We never quite understand why another dislikes what we like.

A truly elegant taste is generally accompanied with an excellency of heart; true virtue is nothing else, but great taste. Though a taste for the fine arts may not always be a mark of a great mind, yet a contempt for them always indicates the contrary. Virtue is little more than active taste; and the most delicate affections of each combine in real love. Good looking, refined looking, quick witted people can be grown; but the sprightly sense of fitness of the mind, ineffable genius, comes from good breeding. Not everyone can be as mighty as you. Knowledge is sympathy and sympathy is love, and to learn it the Son of God became a man. Sympathies of all kinds are apt to beget love. Times files by, it is the time I cherish the memory of the past years and give my consecrations to you. Do not be surprised at the green grass. It this season, the flowers in the heart bloom just for you. I hope heartfelt songs are always around you and bring you endless delight. Whatever you do, have yourself the best day ever.

Be a man’s intellectual superiority what it will, you are the key to open a special moment, it is the heart that gives success. There are many a way to win in the World, but none of them is worth much without good hard work back of it. Moderation in success is necessary to its ultimate advantage. Make indifference your business and ambition your relaxation, and you will succeed. Victory depends upon ardor more than numbers. Strength is the brute form of truth. When beautiful melody flows in your dream tonight, do you realize it is me who comes into your dreams across many mountains, to fill you with eagerness and hopes? This is the most humane time full of love, it is just like sunny and beautiful June. Forget and forgive all unhappiness in the past. Let us advance hand and hand. Endless love and blessings for you, your heart is the most cherished present and everything to me forever.

Wondrous Worlds on Worlds! Love round and round me, joyful spells: all glorious, vivid, constellations, God you are! To you, the stars, we all owe our sublets raptures, thoughts and unspeakable faith to you. I will not worry because I know you are always with me. States and empires have their periods of declension, and feel in their turns what distress and poverty is, but as long as I am faithful to you, there is nothing for me to be concerned about. Why should we have low life above stairs as well as high life below stairs? It is because the spirit is inestimable that the lifeless body is so little valued. However, my body, which you have given me, is my greatest gift; I cherish it with every waking moment. It is my temple. Is the soul a shadow seated in the house of sin? Or is the body really in the soul? The separation of spirit from matter is a mystery, and the union of spirit with matter is a mystery also. This leads me to believe that our bodies are our soul, and therefore we should be kind to them and treasure them. My soul may not be perfect, but it is all I have and I love it.

The soul does not measure time by seconds, nor yet by heart-beats, but by modifications in its own quality and character. The watches of the World may stop; the planets may cease to measure the flight of time; the body may retain its pristine vigor, but in an hour, a moment almost, the heart may grow old, the man be transformed. Wake up the heart full of love, as I call your name. Only love is eternal, ploughing and shinning, and creating a path to Heaven. Let us cherish each other. Let us listen to the blessings of the Earth, in this beautiful and warm World. It is dark out here, in the pursuit of love, completely unabridged this silent fortress. My mind escapes me, feeling it in my bones. The ties that bind deny us this love. I started blind, but now my eyes are wide open. Many people say this is not our home, it is just a school, but for all we know, this could be Heaven, let us make the best of it. I wish you happy life and successful joy and I promise my love will be with you forever.