Deep In The Heart Every Mystery Of

When You Stop Admiring Yourself And Let The Eyes Of The Heart Open Your Vision To Vast Other Worlds Then All You Do, Will Become Admirable

I Died As A Mineral And Became A Plant, I Died As A Plant And Rose To Animal, I Died As An Animal And I Was Man. Why Should I Fear? When Was I Less By Dying?

Let Yourself Become Living Poetry.

The Art Of Knowing Is Knowing What To Ignore.

No One In The Entire World Is As Precious As You Are.