Every Tree, Every Growing Thing As It

When You Are Everywhere, You Are Nowhere. When You Are Somewhere, You Are Everywhere.

There's No One With Intelligence In This Town Except That Man Over There Playing With The Children, The One Riding The Stick Horse. He Has Keen, Fiery Insight And Vast Dignity Like The Night Sky, But He Conceals It In The Madness Of Child's Play.

If You Knew The Secret Of Life, You Too Would Choose No Other Companion But Love.

She Loved Him So Much She Concealed His Name In Many Phrases, The Inner Meanings Known Only To Her.

I Was You And Never Knew It.