Thou canst not travel on the Path before thou hast become that Path itself.
Let thy soul lend its ear to every cry of pain like as the lotus bares it heart to drink the morning sun.
Let not the fierce Sun dry one tear of pain before thyself hast wiped it from the sufferer’s eye.
But let each burning tear drop on thy heart and there remain; nor ever brush it off, until the pain that caused it is removed.
—The Voice of the Silence