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Love Is Such A Vast Sea, It Has Neither Edges Nor Ends Nor Corners.

This Discipline And Rough Treatment Are A Furnace To Extract The Silver From The Dross. This Testing Purifies The Gold By Boiling The Scum Away.

In His Mind She Lay At His Lap With His Fingers Gliding Thru Her Straight Beautiful Hair. He Smiles And Says" Your Beauty Lights Up Everything Around You.

Sadness To Me Is The Happiest Time, When A Shining City Rises From The Ruins Of My Drunken Mind. Those Times When I'm Silent And Still As The Earth, The Thunder Of My Roar Is Heard Across The Universe.

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.