Go Where We May, Rest Where We

The Heart That Has Truly Loved Never Forgets, But As Truly Loves On To The Close.

Come O'er The Sea, Maiden With Me, Mine Through The Sunshine, Storms And Snows; Seasons May Roll, But The True Soul Burns The Same, Where'er It Goes.

The Key To Seeing The World's Soul, And In The Process Wakening Our Own, Is To Get Over The Confusion By Which We Think That Fact Is Real And Imagination Is Illusion.

Soul Is To Be Found In The Vicinity Of Taboo.

Romantic Love Is An Illusion. Most Of Us Discover This Truth At The End Of A Love Affair Or Else When The Sweet Emotions Of Love Lead Us Into Marriage And Then Turn Down Their Flames.