In Fact, My Soul And Yours Are

Every Leaf That Grows Will Tell You: What You Sow Will Bear Fruit, So If You Have Any Sense My Friend, Don't Plant Anything But Love.

Whoever Gives Reverence Receives Reverence.

Treasures And Armies Do Not Make A King. A True King Is A King Within Himself.

We Come Spinning Out Of Nothingness, Scattering Stars Like Dust.

Beauty Surrounds Us, But Usually We Need To Be Walking In A Garden To Know It. Rumi, Attributed, Conquest Of Abundance: A Tale Of Abstraction Versus The Richness Of Being Don't Grieve. Anything You Lose Comes Round In Another Form.