When You Are Sorrowful, Look Again.

Who Can Separate His Faith From His Actions, Or His Belief From His Occupations?

All Men Love You For Themselves. I Love You For Yourself.

Friendship With The Ignorant Is As Foolish As Arguing With A Drunkard.

For What Is It To Die But To Stand Naked In The Wind And To Melt Into The Sun? And What Is It To Cease Breathing But To Free The Breath From Its Restless Tides, That It May Rise And Expand And Seek God Unencumbered? Only When You Drink From The River Of Silence Shall You Indeed Sing. And When You Have Reached The Mountaintop,then You Shall Begin To Climb. And When The Earth Shal Claim Your Limbs,then Shall You Truly Dance.

You Would Know The Secret Of Death. But How Shall You Find It Unless You Seek It In The Heart Of Life.