Conscience Is The Window Of Our Spirit,

Death Is Feared As Birth Is Forgotten.

As The Fly Bangs Against The Window Attempting Freedom While The Door Stands Open, So We Bang Against Death Ignoring Heaven.

To Hit Bottom Is To Fall From Grace.

Thought Precedes Action, Action Does Not Always Precede Thought.

Being Sorry Is The Highest Act Of Selfishness, Seeing Value Only After Discarding It.