The Life Of This World Is Nothing

When You Stop Admiring Yourself And Let The Eyes Of The Heart Open Your Vision To Vast Other Worlds Then All You Do, Will Become Admirable

You Left And I Cried Tears Of Blood. My Sorrow Grows. Its Not Just That You Left. But When You Left My Eyes Went With You. Now, How Will I Cry?

I Should Be Suspicious Of What I Want.

The Heart That Is Not In Love Will Fail The Test.

I Don't Want Learning, Or Dignity, Or Respectability. I Want This Music, And This Dawn, And The Warmth Of Your Cheek Against Mine.