Time is a factory where everyone slaves away earning enough love to break their own chains.
Come Dance with Me , come dance.
How seek the way which leadeth to our wishes? By renouncing our wishes. The crown of excellence is renunciation.
You have actually waltzed with tremendous style, my sweet, O my sweet, crushed angel.
What is this precious love and laughter budding in our hearts? It is the glorious sound of a soul waking up!
How seamless seemed love and then came trouble!