… we rivals of the beams of light … bring light to the earth, be “the light of the earth”! And to that end we have our wings and our speed and severity…                                                             Excerpt from Our Air – Aphorism 293

“… In the end we are always rewarded for our good will, our patience, fairmindedness, and gentleness with what is strange; gradually, it sheds its veil and turns out to be a new and indescribable beauty. That is its thanks for our hospitality. Even those who love themselves will have learned it in this way; for there is no other way. Love, too, has to be learned.”                                                                                                                                                      Excerpt from One must learn to love – Aphorism 334