When We Talk About God, We’re Like

Open Your Hands If You Want To Be Held.

Sell Your Cleverness And Buy Bewilderment.

I'm In Love! Your Advice, What Are They? Love Has Poisoned Me! Your Remedies, What Are They? I Hear Them Shout: "fast, Bind Him Feet!" But If My Heart That Has Gone Mad! Those Strings On My Feet What Is The Point?

My Dear Heart, Never Think You Are Better Than Others. Listen To Their Sorrows With Compassion. If You Want Peace, Don't Harbor Bad Thoughts, Do Not Gossip And Don't Teach What You Do Not Know.

If You Don't Try To Fly And So Break Yourself Apart, You Will Be Broken Open By Death, When It's Too Late For All You Could Become.