Night, When Words Fade And Things Come

Every Person That Comes Into Our Life Comes For A Reason; Some Come To Learn And Others Come To Teach.

The Field Of Consciousness Is Tiny. It Accepts Only One Problem At A Time. Get Into A Fist Fight, Put Your Mind On The Strategy Of The Fight, And You Will Not Feel The Other Fellow's Punches.

What He Had Yearned To Embrace Was Not The Flesh But A Down Spirit, A Spark, The Impalpable Angel That Inhabits The Flesh.

Of Course, I Love You,' The Flower Said To Him. 'if You Were Not Aware Of It, It Was My Fault.

Intelligence Is Not Creative; Judgment Is Not Creative. If A Sculptor Is Nothing But Skill And Mind, His Hands Will Be Without Genius.