Hate Is A Dead Thing. Who Of

Only Those Return To Eternity Who On Earth Seek Out Eternity.

No Man Can Reveal To You Nothing But That Which Already Lies Half-asleep In The Dawning Of Your Knowledge.

The Ageless Melody, Unheard, Heals; The Healing Vision, Unseen, Leads; The True Leaders, Immortal, Know...

He Who Has Not Looked On Sorrow Will Never See Joy. [for Without Sorrow How Would You Know What Joy Is? Contrast Provides Peceptive Clarity]

Your Clothes Conceal Much Of Your Beauty, Yet They Hide Not The Unbeautiful.