If Winter Should Say, 'spring

Always You Have Been Told That Work Is A Curse And Labor A Misfortune. But I Say To You That When You Work You Fulfill A Part Of Earth's Furthest Dream, Assigned To You When That Dream Was Born.

The Sorrowful Spirit Finds Relaxation In Solitude. It Abhors People, As A Wounded Deer Deserts The Herd And Lives In A Cave Until It Is Healed Or Dead.

Love Is All I Can Possess And No One Can Deprive Me Of It. Kahlil Gibran (visions Of The Prophet)

And God Said, Love Your Enemy, & I Obeyed Him & Loved Myself.

What Is This World That Is Hastening Me Toward I Know Not What, Viewing Me With Contempt?