For Love Is Sufficient Unto Love.

We Are All Prisoners But Some Of Us Are In Cells With Windows And Some Without.

Braving Obstacles And Hardships Is Nobler Than Retreat To Tranquility. The Butterfly That Hovers Around The Lamp Until It Dies Is More Admirable Than The Mole That Lives In A Dark Tunnel.

The "i" In Me, My Friend, Dwells In The House Of Silence, And Therein It Shall Remain For Ever More, Unperceived, Unapproachable.

How Beautiful To Find A Heart That Loves You, Without Asking You For Anything, But To Be Okay.

All Things In This Vast Universe Exist In You, With You, And For You.