Give Your Weakness To One Who Helps.

Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be Tasted.

Put Your Thoughts To Sleep, Do Not Let Them Cast A Shadow Over The Moon Of Your Heart. Let Go Of Thinking.

What Strange Beings We Are! That Sitting In Hell At The Bottom Of The Dark, We're Afraid Of Our Own Immortality.

Lovers Think They Are Looking For Each Other, But There Is Only One Search: Wandering This World Is Wandering That, Both Inside One Transparent Sky. In Here There Is No Dogma And No Heresy.

There Is A Place Where Words Are Born Of Silence.