Your Grief For What You've

Flattery's Fire Is Hidden. Its Sweet Taste Is Apparent, But The Smoke Is Bound To Come Out At Last.

The Spirit And The Body Carry Different Loads And Require Different Attentions. Too Often We Put The Saddlebags On Jesus And Let The Donkey Run Loose In The Pasture.

You Are The Soul Of The Soul Of The Universe, And Your Name Is Love.

Dance From Here To The Other World-and Don't Stop.

Silence Is An Ocean. Speech Is A River.