Hope Is Like A Hairball Trembling From

Spring Is When Life's Alive In Everything.

What Is Green? The Grass Is Green, With Small Flowers Between. What Is Violet? Clouds Are Violet In The Summer Twilight. What Is Orange? Why, An Orange, Just An Orange!

What Is The Beginning? Love. What Is The Course. Love Still. What The Goal. The Goal Is Love.

I Believe Because I Am Told To Believe ... My Faith Is Faith; It Is Not Evolved Out Of Argumentation, Nor Does It Seek The Aid Of That.

The Loves That Meet In Paradise Shall Cast Out Fear, And Paradise Hath Room For You And Me And All.