Intelligence Is The Shadow Of Objective Truth.

You Wander From Room To Room Hunting For The Diamond Necklace That Is Already Around Your Neck!

My Heart Is So Small It's Almost Invisible. How Can You Place Such Big Sorrows In It? "look," He Answered, "your Eyes Are Even Smaller, Yet They Behold The World.

The Work Of Magic Is This, That It Breathes And At Every Breath Transforms Realities.

Clean Out Your Ears, Don't Listen For What You Already Know.

Love Cannot Be Described. It Must Be Tasted.