I am forever walking upon these shores, Betwixt the sand and the foam, The high tide will erase my food prnts, And the wind will blow away the foam, But the sea and the shore will remain forver

For what is evil but good tortured by its own hunger and thirst?

The saint and the sinner are twin brothers...one was born but the moment before the other.

When you are sorrowful, look again.

Work is love made visable.

Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.

Pain and foolishness lead to great bliss and complete knowledge, for Eternal Wisdom created nothing under the sun in vain.