Zeal Is A Volcano, The Peak Of

Everyone Has Experienced That Truth: That Love, Like A Running Brook, Is Disregarded, Taken For Granted; But When The Brook Freezes Over, Then People Begin To Remember How It Was When It Ran, And They Want It To Run Again.

A Poet Is A Bird Of Unearthly Excellence, Who Escapes From His Celestial Realm Arrives In This World Warbling. If We Do Not Cherish Him, He Spreads His Wings And Flies Back Into His Homeland.

A Minute Moving Among The Patterns Of Beauty And The Dreams Of Love Is Greater And More Precious Than An Age Filled With Splendor Granted By The Weak To The Strong.

The Deeper That Sorrow Carves Into Your Being, The More Joy You Can Contain.

God Has Placed In Each Soul An Apostle To Lead Us Upon The Illumined Path. Yet Many Seek Life From Without, Unaware That Is Within Them.