Speak Little, Learn The Words Of Eternity.

There Is A Morning Inside You Waiting To Burst Open Into Light.

Do Not Grieve Over Any Joy That Has Gone Forever, For It Will Return To You In Another Form, Know That For Sure.

The Prophets Accept All Agony And Trust It For The Water Has Never Feared The Fire.

Every Rose That Is Sweet-scented Within, That Rose Is Telling Of The Secrets Of The Universal.

Little By Little, Wean Yourself. This Is The Gist Of What I Have To Say. From An Embryo Whose Nourishment Comes In The Blood, Move To An Infant Drinking Milk, To A Child On Solid Food, To A Searcher After Wisdom, To A Hunter Of Invisible Game.