To Be Closer To God, Be Closer

He Who Defines His Conduct By Ethics Imprisons His Song-bird In A Cage.

I Existed From All Eternity And, Behold, I Am Here; And I Shall Exist Till The End Of Time, For My Being Has No End.

Only When You Drink From The River Of Silence Shall You Indeed Sing.

But Memory Is An Autumn Leaf That Murmurs A While In The Wind And Then Is Heard No More.

You Are Good When You Are Fully Awake In Your Speech, Yet You Are Not Evil When You Sleep While Your Tongue Staggers Without Purpose. And Even Stumbling Speech May Strengthen A Weak Tongue.