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Know Then That The Body Is Merely A Garment. Go Seek The Wearer, Not The Cloak.

And Even If This World Burns Up Hidden Harps Will Still Play Here.

Everything You Possess Of Skill, And Wealth, And Handicraft, Wasn't It First Merely A Thought And A Quest?

My Lips Got Lost On The Way To The Kiss - That's How Drunk I Was.

Know That A Word Suddenly Shot From The Tongue Is Like An Arrow Shot From The Bow. Son, That Arrow Won't Turn Back On Its Way; You Must Damn The Torrent At Its Source.