Since Love Has Made Ruins Of My

Now Is The Time To Unite The Soul And The World.

The Garden Of Love Is Green Without Limit And Yields Many Fruits Other Than Sorrow Or Joy. Love Is Beyond Either Condition: Without Spring, Without Autumn, It Is Always Fresh.

I Belong To No Religion. My Religion Is Love. Every Heart Is My Temple.

While Still In The Cage Of Your Being Behold The Spirit Bird Before It Flies Away.

Let Go Of Your Worries Let Go Of Your Worries And Be Completely Clear-hearted, Like The Face Of A Mirror That Contains No Images. If You Want A Clear Mirror, Behold Yourself And See The Shameless Truth, Which The Mirror Reflects. If Metal Can Be Polished To A Mirror-like Finish, What Polishing Might The Mirror Of The Heart Require? Between The Mirror And The Heart Is This Single Difference: The Heart Conceals Secrets, While The Mirror Does Not.