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There Is A Loneliness More Precious Than Life. There Is A Freedom More Precious Than The World. Infinitely More Precious Than Life And The World Is That Moment When One Is Alone With God.

Through Love Scraps Of Copper Are Turned To Gold.

Your Hand Opens And Closes And Opens And Closes. If It Were Always A Fist Or Always Stretched Open, You Would Be Paralyzed.

What Is The Mirror Of Being? Non-being. Bring Non-being As Your Gift, If You Are Not A Fool.

If My Head Holds One Thought Wise And Clear, It's You. Poor As I Am, What I Hold Dear Is You. No Matter How I See Myself, I'm Nothing ... Anything I Am Entirely Is You!