The Gates Made Of Light Swing Open.

The Soul Is A Stranger Trying To Find A Home Somewhere That Is Not A Where.

Oh Soul! You Worry Too Much. Your Arms Are Heavy With Treasures Of All Kinds.

Let Go Of Your Mind And Then Be Mindful. Close Your Ears And Listen!

When You're Traveling, Ask The Traveler For Advice / Not Someone Whose Lameness Keeps Him In One Place.

A Lover's Life Lies In Death. You Shall Not Find A Heart Without Losing The Heart.