For Truth And The Spirit Will Abide

And If There Come The Singers, And The Dancers And The Flute Players - Buy Of Their Gifts Also. For They Too Are Gatherers Of Fruit And Frankincense, And That Which They Bring, Though Fashioned Of Dreams, Is Raiment And Fod For Your Soul.

The Song Of The Voice Is Sweet, But The Song Of The Heart Is The Pure Voice Of Heaven.

If Your Knowledge Teaches You Not To Rise Above Human Weakness And Misery And Lead Your Fellow Man On The Right Path, You Are Indeed A Man Of Little Worth And Will Remain Such Till Judgment Day.

Love Is The Veil Between Lover And Lover.

Thus With My Lips Have I Denounced You, While My Heart, Bleeding Within Me, Called You Tender Names. It Was Love Lashed By Its Own Self That Spoke. It Was Pride Half Slain That Fluttered In The Dust. It Was My Hunger For Your Love That Raged From The Housetop, While My Own Love, Kneeling In Silence, Prayed Your Forgiveness.