Rare Indeed, Is The Relationship In Which

What I Really Enjoy Is Not You; It's Something That's Greater Than Both You And Me. It Is Something That I Discovered, A Kind Of Symphony, A Kind Of Orchestra That Plays One Melody In Your Presence, But When You Depart, The Orchestra Doesn't Stop. When I Meet Someone Else, It Plays Another Melody, Which Is Also Very Delightful. And When I'm Alone, It Continues To Play.

Because Everyone Is The Same Distance From The Sun. Does It Really Lessen The Distance If You Live On Top Of A Skyscraper?

Are You Your Clothes? Are You Your Name? Are You Your Profession? Stop Identifying With Them. They Come And Go

The Feigning Sleeper Can Delude Others He Cannot Delude Himself. The False Mystic, Unfortunately, Can Delude Both Others And Himself.

We're Crazy, We're Living On Crazy Ideas About Love, About Relationships, About Happiness, About Joy, About Everything.