Criticism Polishes My Mirror.

Late, By Myself, In The Boat Of Myself, No Light And No Land Anywhere, Cloudcover Thick. I Try To Stay Just Above The Surface, Yet I'm Already Under And Living Within The Ocean.

We Alchemists Look For Talent That Can Heat Up And Change. Lukewarm Won't Do. Halfhearted Holding Back, Well-enough Getting By? Not Here.

We Love That S Why Life Is Full Of So Many Wonderful Gifts.

You Think The Shadow Is The Substance.

Learn To Speak By Listening.