You're Not A Man, You're A Mushroom!

Night, The Beloved. Night, When Words Fade And Things Come Alive. When The Destructive Analysis Of Day Is Done, And All That Is Truly Important Becomes Whole And Sound Again. When Man Reassembles His Fragmentary Self And Grows With The Calm Of A Tree.

Whoever Loves Above All The Approach Of Love Will Never Know The Joy Of Attaining It.

A Smile Is Often The Key Thing.one Is Paid With A Smile. One Is Rewarded With A Smile. One Is Brightened By A Smile. And The Quality Of A Smile Can Make One Die.

Truths May Clash Without Contradicting Each Other.

The Essential Things In Life Are Seen, Not With The Eyes But With The Heart.