May These Vows And This Marriage Be

Submit To Love Without Thinking, As The Sun Rose This Morning Recklessly Extinguishing Our Star-candle Minds.

Contain All Human Faces In Your Own Without Any Judgment Of Them

The Whole Business Of Love Is To Drown In The Sea.

Like The Birds Of The Sea, Men Come From The Ocean-the Ocean Of The Soul. How Could This Bird, Born From That Sea, Make His Dwelling Here?

Whatever Purifies You Is The Right Path, I Will Not Try To Define It.