Close Both Eyes To See With The

Be A Lamp, Or A Lifeboat, Or A Ladder.

On The Path Of Love We Are Neither Masters Nor The Owners Of Our Lives. We Are Only A Brush In The Hand Of The Master Painter.

Every Need Brings What's Needed. Pain Bears Its Cure Like A Child. Having Nothing Produces Provisions. Ask A Difficult Question, And The Marvelous Answer Appears.

Many Of The Faults You See In Others, Dear Reader, Are Your Own Nature Reflected In Them.

Poetry Can Be Dangerous, Especially Beautiful Poetry, Because It Gives The Illusion Of Having Had The Experience Without Actually Going Through It.