You Must Lance An Ulcer To Heal

Before Death Takes Away What You Are Given, Give Away What There Is To Give.

I Saw Grief Drinking A Cup Of Sorrow And Called Out, 'it Tastes Sweet, Does It Not?' 'you've Caught Me,' Grief Answered, 'and You've Ruined My Business. How Can I Sell Sorrow, When You Know It's A Blessing?

Rise Up Nimbly And Go On Your Strange Journey!

At Every Moment, Love's Voice Talks To Us From Left And From Right. All We Have To Do Is To Know How To Listen.

Submit To Love Without Thinking