Traveler, There Is No Path, The Path

There Is No One So Bound To His Own Face That He Does Not Cherish The Hope Of Presenting Another To The World.

There Is No Road, The Road Is Made By Walking.

I Love Jesus, Who Said To Us: Heaven And Earth Will Pass Away. When Heaven And Earth Have Passed Away, My Word Will Remain. What Was Your Word, Jesus? Love? Forgiveness? Affection? All Your Words Were One Word: Wakeup.

The Truly Erotic Sensibility, In Evoking The Image Of Woman, Never Omits To Clothe It. The Robing And Disrobing: That Is The True Traffic Of Love.

Traveler, There Is No Path, The Path Must Be Forged As You Walk.