I remember reading a little story about Cupid going a fishing

He found a pin, so the story goes, and bent it into a book. Then called for all the fishes to come and bite. The birds and beasts, and flowers and all smiled in joy. When, at that time, Cupid saw a maiden come tripping down the meadow, sly Cupid left and said, “I’ll come another day.” The maiden came and sat down by Cupid’s hook and said, “Oh! what a pretty world!” and just at that time she shrieked out, “I am caught, I am caught!” And Cupid heard and said, “Love does bait every hook as fishes swim in every brook.”

Another story comes to mind: Two Spirits met a maiden where the stream of youth sweeps to the sea of womanhood, and said, “Choose you, which of us you will have to be with you. Love or Sorrow?” Love was all bright as Eden. “If you choose Love,” Sorrow said, “I will ever be with you as Sorrow followed your mother Eve.” She chose Love and in Sorrow she bore children.

“Come to me: here are Adam and Eve at the head

Of a multitude quickened and raised from the dead:

Here’s the knowledge that was, or that is, or will be.

In the gen’ral assembly of worlds: Come to me.

“Come to me: here’s the myst’ry that man hath not seen—

Here’s our Father in Heaven, and Mother, the Queen:

Here are worlds that have been an the worlds yet to be:

Here’s eternity—endless: Amen Come to me

“Come to me: here’s the future, the present and past:

Here is Alpha, Omega, the first and the last:

Here’s the “Fountain<” the “River of Life,” and the “Tree.”

Here’s your Prophet and Seer, Joseph Smith: Come to me.”

“Sons of Michael, he approaches!

Rise: the Eternal Father greet:

Bow, ye thousands, low before him:

Minister before his feet:

Hail the Patriarch’s glad reign,

‘Stablished now o’er sea and main!

“Sons of Michael, ‘tis his chariot

Rolls its burning wheels along!

Raise aloft your voices million

In a torrent power of song:

Hail our head with music soft!

Raise sweet melodies aloft!

“Mother of our generations!

Glorious by great Michael’s side:

Take thy children’s adoration:

Endless with thy Lord preside:

Lo, to greet thee now advance

Thousands in the joyous dance!

“Raise a chorus, sons of Michael,

Like old ocean’s roaring swell.

Till the mighty acclamation

Through rebounding space doth tell

That the ancient one doth reign

In his paradise again.”

“Methinks the Spirit whispers

No man has found pure space

Nor seen the outside curtain

Where noting has a place.

“The works of Gods continue and worlds and lives abound

Improvement and progression

Have one eternal round.”

“He that believeth in me, the works that I do he shall do also.”

“The idea that man was ever created lessens him in my estimation. Man never was created; he was co-eternal with God himself.”—Joseph Smith.

“It is your privilege to know who God is as much as it was Abraham’s.”—John Taylor.

“In some mysterious incomprehensible way Christ paid the penalty that Adam should have paid by right, he having committed the sin.”—John Taylor, in “Mediation and Atonement.”

“When there is a death here there is a birth there.”—Pres. Woodruff, in a funeral sermon.

“Things spiritual are in likeness of things temporal, and things temporal are in likeness of things spiritual, answering face to face as in a mirror.”—Jos. Smith.

“Search the Scriptures for in them ye think you have eternal life and they are they that testify of me.”

Nephi 6-18—It behooveth the great Creator to become subject to man in the flesh.

Nephi 7-28—Because he said Christ was God, the father of all things.

“Adam our First Father.—P. of G. P. page 33.

“God organized all things agreeable to the most perfect order.”—Jos. Smith, Compendium, page 306.