Your Pot Broken Seemes Better Then My

Willowes Are Weak, Yet They Bind Other Wood.

Love Is Not Found In The Market.

As Flames Do Work And Wind When They Ascend, So Did I Weave Myself Into The Sense.

By The Needle You Shall Draw The Thread, And By That Which Is Past, See How That Which Is To Come Will Be Drawne On.

Be Thrifty, But Not Covetous.