It Is Certain That An Atom Of

Every Soul Becomes Gold When Touched By The Beloved.

Through Love All That Is Bitter Will Be Sweet, Through Love All That Is Copper Will Be Gold, Through Love All Dregs Will Become Wine, Through Love All Pain Will Turn To Medicine.

Be Relentless In Your Looking, Because You Are The One You Seek.

We Alchemists Look For Talent That Can Heat Up And Change. Lukewarm Won't Do. Halfhearted Holding Back, Well-enough Getting By? Not Here.

Pale Sunlight, Pale The Wall. Love Moves Away. The Light Changes I Need More Grace Than I Thought.