The Rule That Covers Everything

What Will Our Children Do In The Morning If They Do Not See Us Fly?

If You Follow The Ways In Which You Were Trained, Which You May Have Inherited, For No Other Reason Than This, You Are Illogical.

Love Itself Describes Its Own Perfection. Be Speechless And Listen.

Lovers O Lovers, Lovers It Is Time To Set Out From The World. I Hear A Drum In My Soul's Ear Coming From The Depths Of The Stars. Our Camel Driver Is At Work; The Caravan Is Being Readied. He Asks That We Forgive Him For The Disturbance He Has Caused Us, He Asks Why We Travellers Are Asleep. Everywhere The Murmur Of Departure; The Stars, Like Candles Thrust At Us From Behind Blue Veils, And As If To Make The Invisible Plain, A Wondrous People Have Come Forth.

You Must Lance An Ulcer To Heal It. You Must Tear Down Parts Of An Old Building To Restore It, And So It Is With A Sensual Life That Has No Spirit In It.