Do It Right, Regret Nothing.

Understanding Precedes Peace.

The People Knew What Had Made Them Human. It Was Not Their Shortcomings, But Their Hearts.

It Is Interesting To Note That Poetry, A Literary Device Whose Very Construct Involves The Use Of Words, Is Itself The Word Of Choice By Persons Grasping To Describe Something So Beautiful It Is Marvelously Ineffable.

You Never Read About The Real Pain. It Lives Where No Word Can Travel.

I Am Sacred When You Love Me. I Am Your Sanctuary, You Are Mine.