*Cora:
o tea! o leaves torn from the sacred bough! o stalk, gift born of the great gods! what joyful region bored thee? in what part of the sky is the fostering earth swollen with your health, bringing increase...
*Cora:
little seedlings never flourish in the soil they have been given, be it ever so excellent, if they are continually pulled up to see if the roots are grateful...
*Cora:
one of the great lessons the fall of the leaf teaches, is this: do your work well and then be ready to depart when God shall call...
*Cora:
in this world, which is so plainly the antechamber of another, there are no happy men. The true division of humanity is between those who live in light and those who live in darkness. Our aim must be to diminish the number of the latter and increase...
*Cora:
you see many stars at night in the sky but find them not when the sun rises; can you say that there are no stars in the heaven of day? so, o man! because you behold not God in the days of your ignorance, say not that there is no God...