Darkness Is Dawn Not Yet

And As A Single Leaf Turns Not Yellow But With The Silent Knowledge Of The Whole Tree.

He Who Passes Not His Days In The Realm Of Dreams Is The Slave Of The Days.

Friendship With The Ignorant Is As Foolish As Arguing With A Drunkard.

Wake At Dawn With A Winged Heart And Give Thanks For Another Day Of Loving.

When A Man's Hand Touches The Hand Of A Woman, They Both Touch The Heart Of Eternity.