Life Is Weaker Than Death And Death

The Giving And Receiving Of Pleasure Is A Need And An Ecstasy.

Trees Are Poems That The Earth Writes Upon The Sky.

A Hermit Is One Who Renounces The World Of Fragments That He May Enjoy The World Wholly And Without Interruption.

Love That Does Not Renew Itself Every Day Becomes A Habit And In Turn A Slavery.

For What Is Prayer But The Expansion Of Your Self Into The Living Ether?