Submit To Love Without Thinking

O My Choice Beauty You've Gone But Your Love Remains In My Heart Your Image In My Eye O Guide On My Winding Road I Keep Turning Round And Round In The Hopes Of Finding You

Behind Every Atom Of This World Hides An Infinite Universe.

Our Greatest Strength Lies In The Gentleness And Tenderness Of Our Heart.

Silence Is An Ocean. Speech Is A River. When The Ocean Is Searching For You, Don't Walk Into The Language-river. Listen To The Ocean, And Bring Your Talky Business To An End. Traditional Words Are Just Babbling In That Presence, And Babbling Is A Substitute For Sight.

Why Are You Knocking At Every Door ? Go, Knock At The Door Of Your Own Heart.