Rest In Reason. Move In Passion.

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

Love Descends Upon Our Souls By The Will Of God And Not By The Demand Or The Plea Of The Individual.

Your Soul Is Oftentimes A Battlefield, Upon Your Reason And Your Judgment Wage War Against Your Passion And Your Appetite.

You Were Born Together, And Together You Shall Be Forevermore. You Shall Be Together When The White Wings Of Death Scatter Your Days. Ay, You Shall Be Together Even In The Silent Memory Of God. But Let There Be Spaces In Your Togetherness, And Let The Winds Of The Heavens Dance Between You.

I Am Ignorant Of Absolute Truth. But I Am Humble Before My Ignorance And Therein Lies My Honor And My Reward.