Defeat, My Defeat, My Deathless Courage, You

Do Not Fear The Thorns In Your Path, For They Draw Only Corrupt Blood.

I Would Not Exchange The Laughter Of My Heart For The Fortunes Of The Multitudes; Nor Would I Be Content With Converting My Tears, Invited By My Agonized Self, Into Calm. It Is My Fervent Hope That My Whole Life On This Earth Will Ever Be Tears And Laughter. Tears That Purify My Heart And Reveal To Me The Secret Of Life And Its Mystery, Laughter That Brings Me Closer To My Fellow Men; Tears With Which I Join The Broken-hearted, Laugher That Symbolizes Joy Over My Very Existence.

If Indeed You Must Be Candid, Be Candid Beautifully.

Then It Is Also In My Heart To Be Worthy Of Your Hate.

When You Have Solved All The Mysteries Of Life You Long For Death, For It Is But Another Mystery Of Life.