You Who Are Strong And

They Give That They May Live, For To Withhold Is To Perish.

In The Mouth Of Society Are Many Diseased Teeth, Decayed To The Bones Of The Jaws. But Society Makes No Effort To Have Them Extracted And Be Rid Of The Affliction. It Contents Itself With Gold Fillings.

You May Give Them Your Love But Not Your Thoughts, For They Have Their Own Thoughts. You May House Their Bodies But Not Their Souls, For Their Souls Dwell In The House Of Tomorrow, Which You Cannot Visit, Not Even In Your Dreams.

Beauty Is Eternity Gazing At Itself In A Mirror.

Love Is A Gracious Host To His Guests Though To The Unbidden His House Is A Mirage And A Mockery.