I Would Die At The Stake Rather

My Soul, Be Satisfied With Flowers, With Fruit, With Weeds Even; But Gather Them In The One Garden You May Call Your Own.

All Our Souls Are Written In Our Eyes.

It Is At Night That Faith In Light Is Admirable.

A Kiss Is A Secret Which Takes The Lips For The Ear.

The Dream, Alone, Is Of Interest. What Is Life Without A Dream?