Love Is A Given, Hatred Is Acquired.

There Is No Bad In Good.

Thoughts Are The Gun, Words Are The Bullets, Deeds Are The Target, The Bulls-eye Is Heaven.

Conscience Is The Window Of Our Spirit, Evil Is The Curtain.

Perfection Is Perfectly Simple; Fouling Things Up Requires True Skill.

As The Fly Bangs Against The Window Attempting Freedom While The Door Stands Open, So We Bang Against Death Ignoring Heaven.