I Am A Drunkard From Another Kind

I Can't Stop Pointing To The Beauty. Every Moment And Place Says, 'put This Design In Your Carpet!'

Pain Is A Treasure, For It Contains Mercies.

There Is An Unseen Sweetness In The Stomach’s Emptiness. We Are Lutes. When The Sound Box Is Filled, No Music Can Come Forth. When The Brain And The Belly Burn From Fasting, Every Moment A New Song Rises Out Of The Fire. The Mists Clear, And A New Vitality Makes You Spring Up The Steps Before You . . .

Grace Comes To Forgive And Then Forgive Again.

The Rose Does Best As A Rose. Lilies Make The Best Lilies. And Look! You - The Best You Around!