Faith In The King Comes Easily In

How Can I Know Anything About The Past Or The Future, When The Light Of The Beloved Shines Only Now.

Only Love Itself Can Explain Love And Lovers.

For Sixty Years I Have Been Forgetful Every Minute, But Not For A Second Has This Flowing Toward Me Stopped Or Slowed.

There's No Cure, Except The Retreat Into Love, For The Suffering Of Subtly Afflicted Hearts.

We Can't Help Being Thirsty, Moving Toward The Voice Of Water.