When Inward Tenderness Finds The Secret Hurt,

I Become A Waterwheel, Turning And Tasting You, As Long As Water Moves.

War, Like Children's Fights, Are Meaningless, Pitiless, And Contemptible.

True Beauty Is A Ray That Springs From The Sacred Depths Of The Soul, And Illuminates The Body, Just As Life Springs From The Kernel Of A Stone And Gives Colour And Scent To A Flower.

We Were Green: We Ripened And Grew Golden. The Sea Terrified Us: We Learned How To Drown. Squat And Earthbound, We Unfolded Huge Wings. We Started Sober: Are Love's Startled Drunkards. You Hide Me In Your Cloak Of Nothingness Reflect My Ghost In Your Glass Of Being I Am Nothing, Yet Appear: Transparent Dream Where Your Eternity Briefly Trembles.

How Could You Reach The Pearl By Only Looking At The Sea? If You Seek The Pearl, Be A Diver: The Diver Needs Several Qualities: He Must Trust His Rope And His Life To The Friend's Hand, He Must Stop Breathing, And He Must Jump.