In The Desire Of The One To

That Hurt We Embrace Becomes Joy. Call It To Your Arms Where It Can Change.

Silence Is The Language Of God, All Else Is Poor Translation.

Love Comes With A Knife, Not Some Shy Question, And Not With Fears For Its Reputation!

Brother, Stand The Pain. Escape The Poison Of Your Impulses. The Sky Will Bow To Your Beauty, If You Do. Learn To Light The Candle. Rise With The Sun. Turn Away From The Cave Of Your Sleeping. That Way A Thorn Expands To A Rose.

At Every Moment, Love's Voice Talks To Us From Left And From Right. All We Have To Do Is To Know How To Listen.