Nightingales Are Put In Cages Because Their

Be Patient Where You Sit In The Dark. The Dawn Is Coming

You Think Of Yourself As A Citizen Of The Universe. You Think You Belong To This World Of Dust And Matter. Out Of This Dust You Have Created A Personal Image, And Have Forgotten About The Essence Of Your True Origin

There's A Path From Your Heart To Mine.

When You See Anyone Complaining Of Such And Such A Person's Ill-nature And Bad Temper, Know That The Complainant Is Bad-tempered, Forasmuch As He Speaks Ill Of That Bad-tempered Person, Because He Alone Is Good-tempered Who Is Quietly Forbearing Towards The Bad-tempered And Ill-natured.

If My Head Holds One Thought Wise And Clear, It's You. Poor As I Am, What I Hold Dear Is You. No Matter How I See Myself, I'm Nothing ... Anything I Am Entirely Is You!