The cutting of the gem has to be finished before you can see whether it shines.

We do what only lovers can: make a gift out of necessity.

Now suzanne takes you hand And she leads you to the river She is wearing rags and feathers From salvation army counters And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever While suzanne holds the mirror And you want to travel with her And you want to travel blind And you know that she will trust you For shes touched your perfect body with her mind.

Everyone has a kind of magical system that they employ in the hopes that this will open up the channels.

Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be.

Do not be a magician - be magic!

The troubles came and I saved what I could save. A thread of light, a particle, a wave.