I Used To Read The Myths Of

You Had Better Run From Me. My Words Are Fire.

If You Dig A Pit For Others To Fall Into, You Will Fall Into It Yourself.

The Inspiration You Seek Is Already Within You. Be Silent And Listen.

Without Love, All Worship Is A Burden, All Dancing Is A Chore, All Music Is Mere Noise.

If Your Thought Is A Rose, You Are A Rose Garden; And If It Is A Thistle, You Are Fuel For The Fire.