Come, for the House of Hope is built on sand: bring wine, for the fabric of life is as weak as the wind.
Let's get loose with Compassion. Let's drown in the delicious ambience of Love.
Oh, you who are trying to learn the marvel of Love through the copy book of reason, I'm very much afraid that you will never really see the point.
What we speak becomes the house we live in.
Let tenderness pour from your eyes, the way sun gazes warmly on earth.
Laugh because that is the purest sound.