No Sickness Worse Than Imagining Thyself To

Speak Any Language, Turkish, Greek, Persian, Arabic, But Always Speak With Love

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

Silence Is The Root Of Everything. If You Spiral Into Its Void A Hundred Voices Will Thunder Messages You Long To Hear.

My Heart Is So Small It's Almost Invisible. How Can You Place Such Big Sorrows In It? "look," He Answered, "your Eyes Are Even Smaller, Yet They Behold The World.

I Long To Escape The Prison Of My Ego And Lose Myself In You.