God Does Not Look At

And If One Of Our Instruments Breaks, It Doesn't Matter. We Have Fallen Into The Place Where Everything Is Music.

If You Love Someone, You Are Always Joined With Them--in Joy, In Absence, In Solitude, In Strife.

There Is A Candle In Your Heart, Ready To Be Kindled.

There Is A Place Where Words Are Born Of Silence.

Return From Existence To Nonexistence. You Are Seeking The Lord And You Belong To Him. Nonexistence Is A Place Of Income; Flee It Not. This Existence Of More And Less Is A Place Of Expenditure.