Love Has No Other Desire But To

If Your Heart Is A Volcano, How Shall You Expect Flowers To Bloom?

Tell Your Secret To The Wind, But Don't Blame It For Telling The Trees.

In The Sweetness Of Friendship Let There Be Laughter, And Sharing Of Pleasures. For In The Dew Of Little Things The Heart Finds Its Morning And Is Refreshed.

Only Those Beneath Me Can Envy Or Hate Me. I Have Never Been Envied Nor Hated; I Am Above No One. Only Those Above Me Can Praise Or Belittle Me. I Have Never Been Praised Nor Belittled; I Am Below No One.

For Life Goes Not Backward, Nor Tarries With Yesterday.