No Better Love Than Love With No

Gratitude Is The Wine For The Soul. Go On. Get Drunk.

This Is Love: To Fly Toward A Secret Sky, To Cause A Hundred Veils To Fall Each Moment. First, To Let Go Of Life. In The End, To Take A Step Without Feet; To Regard This World As Invisible, And To Disregard What Appears To Be The Self. Heart, I Said, What A Gift It Has Been To Enter This Circle Of Lovers, To See Beyond Seeing Itself, To Reach And Feel Within The Breast.

If You Dig A Pit For Others To Fall Into, You Will Fall Into It Yourself.

Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do. There Are Hundreds Of Ways To Kneel And Kiss The Ground.

How Far Is The Light Of The Moon From The Moon? How Far Is The Taste Of Candy From The Lip?