Love Is The Sea Where Intellect Drowns.

Let Us Carve Gems Out Of Our Stony Hearts And Let Them Light Our Path To Love.

Do You Pay Regular Visits To Yourself? Don't Argue Or Answer Rationally. Let Us Die, And Dying, Reply.

This Is Enough Was Always True. We Just Haven't Seen It.

Loaves Of Bread Remind Us Of Sunlight, But When We Are Inside That Orb,we Lose Interest In Building Ovens,in Millwork And The Preparation Of Fields Before The Planting.

Once The Seed Of Faith Takes Root, It Cannot Be Blown Away, Even By The Strongest Wind - Now That’s A Blessing.