Beyond The Rightness Or Wrongness Of Things

You've Gotten Drunk On So Many Kinds Of Wine. Taste This. It Won't Make You Wild. It's Fire. Give Up, If You Don't Understand By This Time That Your Living Is Firewood.

Love Is That Flame That Once Kindled Burns Everything, And Only The Mystery And The Journey Remain.

From Cane Reeds, Sugar. From A Worm's Cocoon, Silk. Be Patient If You Can, And From Sour Grapes Will Come Something Sweet.

As You Start To Walk On The Way, The Way Appears.

Appear As You Are, Or Be As You Appear.