He Who Once Burns His Mouth On

Repose Is The Secret Of All Contemplation And Meditation, The Secret Of Getting In Tune With That Aspect Of Life Which Is The Essence Of All Things. When One Is Not Accustomed To Take Repose, One Does Not Know What Is Behind One's Being.

The Peace For Which Every Soul Strives And Which Is The True Nature Of God And The Utmost Goal Of A Man Is But The Outcome Of Harmony.

Reason Is The Illusion Of Reality

Your Heart Is Not Living Intil It Has Experienced Pain... The Pain Of Love Breaks Open The Heart, Even If It Is As Hard As A Rock.

Love Develops Into Harmony, And Of Harmony Is Born Beauty.