Life Is The Path You Beat While

What Have You Done With The Garden That Was Entrusted To You?

By Walking One Makes The Road, And Upon Glancing Behind Sees The Path

My Soul Is Not Asleep. It Is Awake, Wide Awake. It Neither Sleeps Nor Dreams, But Watches, Its Eyes Wide Open Far-off Things, And Listens At The Shores Of The Great Silence.

Last Night As I Was Sleeping, I Dreamt - Marvellous Error! - That It Was God I Had Here Inside My Heart.

Only A Fool Thinks Price And Value Are The Same.