Everyone Is Overridden By Thoughts; That's Why

Counterfeiters Exist Because There Is Such A Thing As Real Gold.

The Only Lasting Beauty Is The Beauty Of The Heart

Darkness Is Your Candle. Your Boundaries Are Your Quest.

Those Who Don't Feel This Love Pulling Them Like A River, Those Who Don't Drink Dawn Like A Cup Of Spring Water Or Take In The Sunset Like Supper, Those Who Don't Want To Change, Let Them Sleep On. This Love Is Beyond The Study Of Theology, That Old Trickery And Hypocrisy. If You Want To Improve Your Mind That Way, Sleep On. I've Given Up On My Brain. I've Torn The Cloth To Shreds And Thrown It Away. If You're Not Completely Naked, Wrap Your Beautiful Robe Of Words Around You, And Sleep On

Silence Is An Ocean. Speech Is A River.