Woman Is A Ray Of God. She

Your Grief For What You've Lost Lifts A Mirror Up To Where You're Bravely Working.

Woman Is The Light Of God.

In The Slaughterhouse Of Love, They Kill Only The Best, None Of The Weak Or Deformed. Don't Run Away From This Dying. Whoever's Not Killed For Love Is Dead Meat.

If You Only Say One Prayer In A Day Make It Thank You.

Your Task Is Not To Seek For Love, But Merely To Seek And Find All The Barriers Within Yourself That You Have Built Against It.