Your Body Is Woven From The Light

Everyone Turns Toward Someone. Look For One Scarred By The King's Polo Stick.

Whatever Purifies You Is The Right Path, I Will Not Try To Define It.

I Am Weary Of Personal Worrying, In Love With The Art Of Madness.

Wear Gratitude Like A Cloak And It Will Feed Every Corner Of Your Life.

Be Patient, Even If Every Possibility Seems Closed.