God Has Made Many Doors Opening Into

Each Thing That Exists Remains Forever, And That Very Existence Of Existence Is Proof Of Its Eternity. But Without That Realization, Which Is The Knowledge Of Perfect Being, Man Would Never Know Whether There Was Existence Or Non-existence. If Eternal Existence Is Altered, Then It Must Become More Beautiful; And If It Disappears, It Must Return With More Sublime Image; And If It Sleeps, It Must Dream Of A Better Awakening, For It Is Ever Greater Upon Its Rebirth.

Of The Good In You I Can Speak, But Not Of The Evil. For What Is Evil But Good Tortured By Its Own Hunger And Thirst? Verily When Good Is Hungry It Seeks Food Even In Dark Caves, And When It Thirsts It Drinks Even Of Dead Waters.

Know, Therefore, That From The Greater Silence I Shall Return... Forget Not That I Shall Come Back To You... A Little While, A Moment Of Rest Upon The Wind, And Another Woman Shall Bear Me.

Exaggeration Is Truth That Has Lost Its Temper.

Thinking Is Always The Stumbling Stone To Poetry.