Contain All Human Faces In Your Own

My Religion Is, To Live Through Love.

A Strange Passion Is Moving In My Head My Heart Has Become A Bird Which Searches In The Sky. Every Part Of Me Goes In Different Directions. Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?

Protect Yourself......from Your Own Thoughts.

Judge The Moth By The Beauty Of The Candle

If You Don't Try To Fly And So Break Yourself Apart, You Will Be Broken Open By Death, When It's Too Late For All You Could Become.