If I Get An Idea

That Is Why We Fly From The Inner Void, Since God Might Steal Into It. It Is Not The Pursuit Of Pleasure And The Aversion For Effort Which Causes Sin, But Fear Of God. We Know That We Cannot See Him Face To Face Without Dying, And We Do Not Want To Die.

Music Is The Center Of My Life.

What Is Love But A Prelude To Sorrow...with Heartache Ahead For Your Goal.

It's A New Dawn, It's A New Day...and I'm Feeling Good.

I Made Wine From The Lilac Tree/put My Heart In Its Recipe/it Makes Me See What I Want To See/and Be What I Want To Be