Indeed Envy Is A Defect; Worse Than

You Are An Ocean In A Drop Of Dew, All The Universes In A Thin Sack Of Blood. What Are These Pleasures Then, These Joys, These Worlds That You Keep Reaching For, Hoping They Will Make You More Alive?

You Already Have The Precious Mixture That Will Make You Well. Use It.

I Have One Small Drop Of Knowing In My Soul. Let It Dissolve In Your Ocean.

Be Silent. That Heart Speaks Without Tongue Or Lips.

For Me To Praise Is Interrupting Praise.