Without The Frown Of Clouds And Lightning,

If You Don't Find True Balance, Anyone Can Deceive You.

I Drank That Wine Of Which The Soul Is Its Vessel. Its Ecstasy Has Stolen My Intellect Away. A Light Came And Kindled A Flame In The Depth Of My Soul. A Light So Radiant That The Sun Orbits Around It Like A Butterfly.

Students Of Cunning Have Consumed Their Hearts And Learned Only Tricks; They've Thrown Away Real Riches: Patience, Self-sacrifice, Generosity. Rich Thought Opens The Way.

This Dance Is The Joy Of Existence.

Half-heartedness Doesn't Reach Into Majesty. You Set Out To Find God, But Then You Keep Stopping For Long Periods At Meanspirited Roadhouses.