We Fear Death, Yet We Long For

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

You Cannot Judge Any Man Beyond Your Knowledge Of Him, And How Small Is Your Knowledge.

The Tears That You Spill, The Sorrowful, Are Sweeter Than The Laughter Of Snobs And The Guffaws Of Scoffers.

In Every Winter's Heart There Is A Quivering Spring, And Behind The Veil Of Each Night There Is A Shining Dawn.

When You Love You Should Not Think You Can Direct The Course Of Love, For Love, If It Finds You Worthy, Directs Your Course.