Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.
As one who sees in dreams and wakes to find the emotional impression of his vision still powerful while its parts fade from his mind - Just such am I, having lost nearly all the vision itself, while in my heart I feel the sweetness of it yet distill and fall.
Love, that all gentle hearts so quickly know.
There are souls beneath that water. Fixed in slimethey speak their piece, end it, and start again:'Sullen were we in the air made sweet by the Sun;in the glory of his shining our hearts poureda bitter smoke. Sullen were we begun;sullen we lie forever in this ditch.'This litany they gargle in their throatsas if they sand, but lacked the words and pitch.
A prayer may chance to rise From one whose heart lives in the grace of God. A prayer from any other is unheeded.
Three sparks - pride, envy, and avarice - have been kindled in all hearts.
Of my sowing such straw I reap. O human folk, why set the heart there where exclusion of partnership is necessary
The truth thy speech doth show, within my heart reproves the swelling pride.
Love and the gentle heart are but the same thing.
A backward glance can often lift the heart.
Mankind, why do ye set your hearts on things That, of necessity, may not be shared?
Many have justice in their hearts, but slowly it is let fly, for it comes not without council to the bow.
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