Anger Is A Wound Gone Mad.

Poverty And War Have No Excuse.

Each Character Is An Allegory For Every Aspect Of Human Existence.

The Body Knows No Pain, Not Like The Soul. At Least A Nerve Has Limits, A Body Part A Name. But The Soul... The Soul... There Is No Bandage - Even Crying Is In Vain.

Purity Of Heart Is Blooming The Same Colors In The Middle Of The Wilderness When No One Sees You.

Truth May Sometimes Hurt, But Delusion Harms.