How can he hear whose organ of audition has been created dull, and how can he avoid progressing upon whom the noose of happiness has been flung?
To the friends of God a dark night Shines like the brilliant day. This felicity is not by strength of arm Unless God the giver bestows it.
To whom shall I complain of thee? There is no other judge And there is no other hand superior to thine. Whom thou guidest — no one can lead astray. Whom thou castest off no one can guide.
