Pull The Thorn Of Existence Out Of

And He Misses Her Like A Wind Starved Sail He Sits Knowing What Direction To Go But The Current Keeps Pulling Him Down River.

Lovers Don't Meet In The End, They Are In Each Other Forever.

I Am Not This Hair, I Am Not This Skin, I Am The Soul That Lives Within.

Purify Yourself From The Attributes Of Self, So That You May See Your Own Pure, Untarnished Essence.

If You Have Not Learned To Be A Passionate Lover, Do Not Count Your Life As Lived. On The Day Of Reckoning, It Will Not Be Counted.