What shall i say of these save that they too stand in the sunlight, but with their backs to the sun?
They see only their shadows, and their shadows are their laws.

Your soul is oftentimes a battlefield, upon your reason and your judgment wage war against your passion and your appetite.

He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked.
The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.

You are good when you walk to your goal firmly and with bold steps.
Yet you are not evil when you go thither limping.
For those who limp go not backwards.
But you who are strong and swift, see that you do not limp before the lame, deeming it kindness.

Yea, I shall return with the tide.

The deeper sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.