When You Are Born, Your Work Is

Tortoises Can Tell You More About The Road Than Hares.

What Is This World That Is Hastening Me Toward I Know Not What, Viewing Me With Contempt?

Say Not, 'i Have Found The Truth,' But Rather, 'i Have Found A Truth.' Say Not, ' I Have Found The Path Of The Soul.' Say Rather, 'i Have Met The Soul Walking Upon My Path.' For The Soul Walks Upon All Paths. The Soul Walks Not Upon A Line, Neither Does It Grow Like A Reed. The Soul Unfolds Itself, Like A Lotus Of Countless Petals.

Disagreement May Be The Shortest Cut Between Two Minds.

Wake At Dawn With A Winged Heart And Give Thanks For Another Day Of Loving.