A Candle Never Loses Any Of Its

Now I Am Sober And There's Only The Hangover And The Memory Of Love.

The Radiant One In Me Has Never Said A Word.

The Pure Heart Is A Spotless Mirror In Which Images Of Infinite Beauty Are Reflected.

Do Good To The People For The Sake Of God Or For The Peace Of Your Own Soul That You May Always See What Is Pure And Save Your Heart From The Darkness Of Hate

Many Prayers Are Declined Because Of The Rank Odor Of A Corrupt Heart, Rising Through The Beautiful Words. Let The Words Be Wrong But The Meaning Right. . . . That Flawed Utterance Is Dearer To God!