Actually, Your Soul And Mine Are The

Every Moment I Shape My Destiny With A Chisel - I Am The Carpenter Of My Own Soul.

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!

I Am The Servant Of The Qur'an As Long As I Have Life. I Am The Dust On The Path Of Muhammad, The Chosen One.

Darkness Is Your Candle. Your Boundaries Are Your Quest.

There's No One With Intelligence In This Town Except That Man Over There Playing With The Children, The One Riding The Stick Horse. He Has Keen, Fiery Insight And Vast Dignity Like The Night Sky, But He Conceals It In The Madness Of Child's Play.