Lamps Are Different, But Light Is The

The Eye Goes Blind When It Only Wants To See Why.

This Whole Universe Is But A Drop Of His Beauty!

What A Joy, To Travel The Way Of The Heart

I've Said Before That Every Craftsman Searches For What's Not There To Practice His Craft.

Something Opens Our Wings. Something Makes Boredom And Hurt Disappear. Someone Fills The Cup In Front Of Us: We Taste Only Sacredness.