Be Full Of Sorrow, That You May

Don't Grieve For What Doesn't Come. Some Things That Don't Happen Keep Disasters From Happening.

A Lover Knows Only Humility, He Has No Choice. He Steals Into Your Alley At Night, He Has No Choice. He Longs To Kiss Every Lock Of Your Hair, Don't Fret, He Has No Choice. In His Frenzied Love For You, He Longs To Break The Chains Of His Imprisonment, He Has No Choice.

Rub Your Eyes, And Look Again At Love, With Love.

Botha Swimmer And A Drowned Man Are In The Water; The Latter Is Borne By The Water And Controlled By It, While The Swimmer Is Borne Along By His Own Power And Of His Own Volition. Every Movement Made By The Drowned Man - Indeed, Every Act And Word That Issue From Him - Comes From The Water, Not From Him... The Saints Are Like This. They Have Died Before Death.

If In Thirst You Drink Water From A Cup, You See God In It. Those Who Are Not In Love With God Will See Only Their Own Faces In It.