Who Gets Up Early To Discover The

Your Eyelashes Will Write On My Heart The Poem That Could Never Come From The Pen Of A Poet.

You Have To Keep Breaking Your Heart Until It Opens.

Till Man Destroys "self" He Is No True Friend Of God.

There Is Another Language Beyond Language, Another Place Beyond Heaven And Hell. Precious Gems Come From Another Mine, The Heart Draws Light From Another Source.

Like A Sculptor, If Necessary, Carve A Friend Out Of Stone. Realize That Your Inner Sight Is Blind And Try To See A Treasure In Everyone.