Some Nights Stay Up Till

Do Thou Smile Like The Rose At Loss And Gain; For The Rose, Though Its Petals Be Torn Asunder, Still Smiles On, And It Is Never Cast Down.

If Reason Dominates In Man, He Rises Higher Than Angels. If Lust Overpowers Man, He Descends Lower Than The Beast.

We Are The Mirror As Well As The Face In It. We Are Tasting The Taste This Minute Of Eternity. We Are Pain And What Cures Pain Both. We Are The Sweet Cold Water And The Jar That Pours.

If You Are Irritated By Every Rub, How Will Your Mirror Be Polished?

Trust Means You're Ready To Risk What You Currently Have.