God Is The Perfect Poet.

Night Conceals A World But Reveals A Universe.

When I Love Most, Love Is Disguised. In Hate; And When Hate Is Surprised, In Love, Then I Hate Most.

Aspire, Break Bounds. Endeavor To Be Good, And Better Still, Best.

Truth Is Within Ourselves. There Is An Inmost Center In Us All, Where The Truth Abides In Fullness.

What Of Soul Was Left, I Wonder, When The Kissing Had To Stop?