We All Face Death In The End.

Sit, Be Still, And Listen, Because You're Drunk And We're At The Edge Of The Roof.

The Source Of Now Is Here.

The Lover Never Despairs. For A Committed Heart Everything Is Possible.

We Alchemists Look For Talent That Can Heat Up And Change. Lukewarm Won't Do. Halfhearted Holding Back, Well-enough Getting By? Not Here.

This Outward Spring And Garden Are A Reflection Of The Inward Garden.