Tend To Your Vital Heart, And All

In The Slaughterhouse Of Love, They Kill Only The Best, None Of The Weak Or Deformed. Don't Run Away From This Dying. Whoever's Not Killed For Love Is Dead Meat.

The Water Has A Water That Is Driving It; The Spirit Has A Spirit That Is Calling It.

My Soul Gave Me Good Counsel, Teaching Me To Love. Love Was For Me A Delicate Thread Stretched Between Two Adjacent Pegs, But Now It Has Been Transformed Into A Halo, Its First Is Its Last, And Its Last Is Its First. It Encompases Every Being, Slowly Expanding To Embrace All That Ever Will Be.

We Cannot Steal The Fire. We Must Enter It.

God Gave You Life And Bestowed Upon You His Attributes; Eventually You Will Return To Him.