We fear our enemy but the bigger and real fear is that of a fake friend who is sweetest to your face and most vile behind your back.
It is not in the bright, happy day, but only in the solemn night, that other worlds are to be seen shining in their long, long distances. And it is in sorrow - the night of the soul - that we see farthest, and know ourselves natives of infinity, and sons and daughters of the Most High.