Love Is The Sea Where Intellect Drowns.

Inside Of Us, There's A Continual Autumn. Our Leaves Fall And Are Blown Out Over The Water.

Why Are You So Enchanted By This World, When A Mine Of Gold Lies Within You?

Heart Is A Sea, Language Is The Shore. Whatever Is In A Sea Hits The Shore.

Achieve Some Perfection [excellence] Yourself, So That You May Not Fall Into Sorrow By Seeing The Perfection In Others.

We Are Pain And What Cures Pain, Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours. I Want To Hold You Close Like A Lute, So That We Can Cry Out With Loving. Would You Rather Throw Stones At A Mirror? I Am Your Mirror And Here Are The Stones.