You Are A Lover Of Your Own

Even Though You Tie A Hundred Knots, The String Remains One.

There Is A Field Beyond All Notions Of Right And Wrong. Come, Meet Me There.

If Your Heart Isn't Yet Illumined Be Awake Always, Be A Seeker Of The Heart, Be At War Continually With Your Carnal Soul. But If Your Heart Is Already Awakened, Sleep Peacefully, Sleep In The Arms Of Love

He Alone Has The Right To Break, For He Alone Has The Power To Mend.

Let The Beauty Of What You Love Be What You Do.