You Are Sad Because They Abandon You

It's Been A Long Time Since I Asked Anything Of Heaven, And My Arms Still Haven't Come Down.

Set Out From Any Point. They Are All Alike. They All Lead To A Point Of Departure.

The Less You Think You Are, The More You Bear. And If You Think You Are Nothing, You Bear Everything.

When Everything Is Finished, The Mornings Are Sad.

If You Are Good To This One And That One, This One And That One Will Say That You Are Good. If You Are Good To Everyone, No One Will Say That You Are Good.