If You Cannot But Weep

My Yearning Is My Cup, My Burning Thirst Is My Drink, And My Solitude Is My Intoxication; I Do Not And Shall Not Quench My Thirst. But In This Burning That Is Never Extinguished Is A Joy That Never Wanes.

Rob A Neighbour With A Smile.

They Deem Me Mad Because I Will Not Sell My Days For Gold; And I Deem Them Mad Because They Think My Days Have A Price.

He Who Is More Mindful Of One, Loses The Love And The Faith Of Both.

Come With Us To The Field, Or Go With Our Brothers To The Sea And Cast Your Net. For The Land And The Sea Shall Be Bountiful To You Even As To Us.