Conventional Opinion Is The Ruin Of Our

Whoever Finds Love Beneath Hurt And Grief Disappears Into Emptiness With A Thousand New Disguises

Do Good To The People For The Sake Of God Or For The Peace Of Your Own Soul That You May Always See What Is Pure And Save Your Heart From The Darkness Of Hate

One Of The Marvels Of The World: The Sight Of A Soul Sitting In Prison With The Key In Its Hand.

Now I Am Sober And There's Only The Hangover And The Memory Of Love.

How Do I Know Who I Am Or Where I Am? How Could A Single Wave Locate Itself In An Ocean.