A whisper of comfort, O gratefully I hear it, "There is hope and there is a way, but between this self-shaped horror and the Glorious Ones there is an uncrossable chasm. In sorrow and anguish, it must seek a road, it must go its own dark way, as you must go yours in the light. Turn back, turn
again towards the light; the compassion in your own heart does nought to bridge the gulf between, unless it strikes a responsive spark within the other heart".
"Let the memory be erased; this is not the companion of your path. The trials and sorrows borne so well, the uncomplaining unselfis hn ess fashioned you in glory. Nor would you have reached the present degree of perfection, had she not been as she was and is now revealed to be. This fearful fate was wrought by the lost one alone, for each is the sole keeper of his spirit. Each soul is fashioned by every thought, desire and deed, every emotion that touched it during its sojourn in an earthly body".
