But now I have learned to listen to silence. To hear its choirs singing the song of ages, chanting the hymns of space, and disclosing the secrets of eternity.

Hallow the body as a temple to comeliness and sanctify the heart as a sacrifice to love; love recompenses the adorers.

Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive.

I want every image to be the beginning of an unseen image.

And your fragrance shall be my breath, And together we shall rejoice through all the seasons.

Your joy can fill you only as deeply as your sorrow has carved you.

And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may livethrough its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.