Speak With The Language Of Love.

We Cannot Steal The Fire. We Must Enter It.

It Is Love That Gives Joy To Happiness.

Live In The Nowhere That You Come From Even Though You Have Got An Address Here.

A Pen Went Scribbling Along. When It Tried To Write Love, It Broke.

I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.