You Have Your Ideology And I Have

Love Is The Only Flower That Grows And Blossoms Without The Aid Of The Seasons

Your Clothes Conceal Much Of Your Beauty, Yet They Hide Not The Unbeautiful. And Though You Seek In Garments The Freedom Of Privacy, You May Find In Them A Harness And A Chain. Would That You Could Meet The Sun And The Wind With More Of Your Body And Less Of Your Raiment.

Let There Be No Purpose In Friendship Save The Deepening Of The Spirit.

The First Thought Of God Was An Angel. The First Word Of God Was A Man

Give Your Hearts, But Not Into Each Other's Keeping. For Only The Hand Of Life Can Contain Your Hearts. And Stand Together Yet Not Too Near Together: For The Pillars Of The Temple Stand Apart, And The Oak Tree And The Cypress Grow Not In Each Other's Shadow.