The Branch Might Seem Like The Fruit's

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

Our Death Is Our Wedding With Eternity.

That Which God Said To The Rose, And Caused It To Laugh In Full-blown Beauty, He Said To My Heart, And Made It A Hundred Times More Beautiful.

Love Risks Everything And Asks For Nothing.

If Your Knowledge Of Fire Has Been Turned To Certainty By Words Alone, Then Seek To Be Cooked By The Fire Itself. Don't Abide In Borrowed Certainty. There Is No Real Certainty Until You Burn; If You Wish For This, Sit Down In The Fire.