Dance Where You Can Break Yourself Up

Set Your Life On Fire. Seek Those Who Fan Your Flames

Silence Is The Language Of God, All Else Is Poor Translation.

Discipline Enabled Heaven To Be Filled With Light; Discipline Enabled The Angels To Be Immaculate And Holy.

Poems Are Rough Notations For The Music We Are.

Do You Pay Regular Visits To Yourself? Don't Argue Or Answer Rationally. Let Us Die, And Dying, Reply.