Passionate Love Is A Quenchless Thirst.

Prayer Is The Song Of The Heart. It Reaches The Ear Of God Even If It Is Mingled With The Cry And The Tumult Of A Thousand Men.

Should You Really Open Your Eyes And See, You Would Behold Your Image In All Images. And Should You Open Your Ears And Listen, You Would Hear Your Own Voice In All Voices.

And As A Single Leaf Turns Not Yellow But With The Silent Knowledge Of The Whole Tree.

Progress Lies Not In Enhancing What Is, But In Advancing Toward What Will Be.

The Deeper That Sorrow Carves Into Your Being, The More Joy You Can Contain... When You Are Joyous Look Deep Into Your Heart And You Will Find That It Is Only That Which Has Given You Sorrow That Is Giving You Joy.