The world is a bride of surpassing beauty-but remember that this maiden is never bound to anyone.

For a day, just for one day, talk about that which disturbs no one and bring some peace into those beautiful eyes.

Now that all your worry has proved such an unlucrative business. Why not find a better job.

The earth has disappeared beneath my feet, It fled from all my ecstasy. Now like a singing air creature I feel the rose keep opening.

All these words are just a front. What I would really like to do is chain you to my body, then sing for days & days & days.

Dear Ones, Beware of the tiny gods frightened men Create To bring anesthetic relief to their sad days

It is not easy to stop thinking ill of others.Usually one must enter into a friendship with a person who has accomplished that great feat himself.Then something might start to rub off on you of that true elegance.