If You Look Too Closely At The

Even When Tied In A Thousand Knots, The String Is Still But One.

Every Rose That Is Sweet-scented Within, That Rose Is Telling Of The Secrets Of The Universal.

The Intellectual Quest, Though Fine As Pearl Or Coral, Is Not The Spiritual Search. That Spiritual Search Is On Another Level. Spiritual Wine Is A Different Substance.

Close The Language-door, And Open The Love-window

Friends Are Enemies Sometimes, And Enemies Friends.