I Learned That Every Mortal Will Taste

A Circle Of Lovely, Quiet People Becomes The Ring On My Finger.

Who Says The Eternal Being Does Not Exist? Who Says The Sun Has Gone Out? Someone Who Climbs Up On The Roof And Closes His Eyes Tight, And Says, I Don't See Anything.

Be Occupied, Then, With What You Really Value And Let The Thief Take Something Else.

All Religions. All This Singing. One Song. Peace Be With You.

Love And Lover Live In Eternity. Other Desires Are Substitutes For That Way Of Being.