The Source Of Now Is Here.

All We Really Want Is Love's Confusing Joy.

Know That A Word Suddenly Shot From The Tongue Is Like An Arrow Shot From The Bow. Son, That Arrow Won't Turn Back On Its Way; You Must Damn The Torrent At Its Source.

When You're Traveling, Ask The Traveler For Advice / Not Someone Whose Lameness Keeps Him In One Place.

If You Look Too Closely At The Form, You Miss The Essence.

My Lips Got Lost On The Way To The Kiss - That's How Drunk I Was.