Remember, The Entrance Door To The Sanctuary

The Glance Of Love Is Crystal Clear.

The Morning Wind Spreads Its Fresh Smell. We Must Get Up And Take That In, That Wind That Lets Us Live. Breathe Before It's Gone.

He Has Afflicted You From Every Direction In Order To Pull You Back To The Directionless.

Half-heartedness Doesn't Reach Into Majesty. You Set Out To Find God, But Then You Keep Stopping For Long Periods At Meanspirited Roadhouses.

There Is Some Kiss We Want With The Whole Of Our Lives.