Your Eyelashes Will Write On

Every Moment I Shape My Destiny With A Chisel - I Am The Carpenter Of My Own Soul.

Awe Is The Salve That Will Heal Our Eyes.

Last Night My Teacher Taught Me The Lesson Of Poverty: Having Nothing And Wanting Nothing.

Love Rushed Into My Veins Emptying Me Of Myself. Now Filled With The Beloved My Only Possession Is My Name.

Water The Fruit Trees And Don’t Water The Thorns.