Your Grief For What You've Lost Lifts

Although I May Try To Describe Love, When I Experience It, I Am Speechless.

Everything That Is Made Beautiful And Fair And Lovely Is Made For The Eye Of One Who Sees.

In Silence There Is Eloquence.

When You Reach The Bottom Of The Well Of Your Own Nature, Then You Will Know That The Vileness Was From Yourself.

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