I Always Thought That I Was Me

No Mirror Ever Became Iron Again; No Bread Ever Became Wheat; No Ripened Grape Ever Became Sour Fruit. Mature Yourself And Be Secure From A Change For The Worse. Become The Light.

Lovers Don't Finally Meet Somewhere. They're In Each Other All Along.

Dear Soul, Don't Set A High Value On Someone Before They Deserve It; You Either Lose Them Or Ruin Yourself...!

They Are The Privileged Lovers Who Create A New World With Their Eyes Of Fiery Passion.

O Seeker, Pain And Suffering Make One Aware Of God.