Drink From The Presence Of Saints, Not

What Matters Is How Quickly You Do What Your Soul Directs.

Knowest Thou Not The Beauty Of Thine Own Face? Quit This Temper That Leads Thee To War With Thyself.

Wisdom Is Like The Rain. Its Source Is Limitless, But It Comes Down According To The Season.

You Live In My Heart Where No One Sees You But I Do. That Vision Becomes This Art.

A Wealth You Cannot Imagine Flows Through You.