A Sense Of Humour Is A Sense

Love Is A Sacred Mystery. To Those Who Love, It Remains Forever Wordless; But To Those Who Do Not Love, It May Be But A Heartless Jest.

When You Were A Wandering Desire In The Mist, I Too Was There, A Wandering Desire. Then We Sought One Another, And Out Of Our Eagerness Dreams Were Born. And Dreams Were Time Limitless, And Dreams Were Space Without Measure.

Hell Is Not In Torture; Hell Is In An Empty Heart.

When You Are Born, Your Work Is Placed In Your Heart.

The Smallest Act Of Kindness Is Worth More Than The Greatest Intention.