Sadness Is But A Wall Between Two

Among The Hills, When You Sit In The Cool Shade Of The White Poplars, Sharing The Peace And Serenity Of Distant Fields And Meadows - Then Let Your Heart Say In Silence, "god Rests In Reason." And When The Storm Comes, And The Mighty Wind Shakes The Forest, And Thunder And Lightning Proclaim The Majesty Of The Sky, - Then Let Your Heart Say In Awe, "god Moves In Passion.

Friendship With The Ignorant Is As Foolish As Arguing With A Drunkard.

We Shall Never Understand One Another Until We Reduce The Language To Seven Words.

Is Not The Cup That Holds Your Wine The Very Cup That Was Burned In The Potter’s Oven?

Love Is A Magic Ray Emitted From The Burning Core Of The Soul And Illuminating The Surrounding Earth. It Enables Us To Perceive Life As A Beautiful Dream Between One Awakening And Another.