Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.

But now the Light supreme is far away:
Our conscious life obeys the inconscience’ laws;
To ignorant purposes and blind desires
Our hearts are moved by an ambiguous force;
Even our mind’s conquests wear a battered crown.

A slowly changing order binds our will.

This is our doom until our souls are free.

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The heart has its own reasons that reason can't understand.

the true nature of the human heart is as whimsical as spring weather. All signals may aim toward a fall of rain when suddenly the skies will clear.

It is strange how often a heart must be broken
Before the years can make it wise.

The universe does not behave according to our pre-conceived ideas. It continues to surprise us.

I suppose that nature works on such a hopeful basis that we believe against ourselves that things will be as they ought to be, not as we should know that they will be.

Our heart glows, and secret unrest gnaws at the root of our being. Dealing with the unconscious has become a question of life for us.

Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things

The heart has reasons that reason cannot know.

The heart has its reasons which reason knoweth not.

The vagaries of our moods are even stranger than those of fortune

La naturaleza trabaja sobre unas bases de esperanza tales que creemos, aun contra nuestras propias creencias, que las cosas saldrán como deben salir, no como sabemos que saldrán.

Life takes us by surprise and orders us to move toward the unknown -even when we don't want to and when we think we don't need to.