He Who Passes Not His Days In

I Have Found Both Freedom And Safety In My Madness; The Freedom Of Loneliness And The Safety From Being Understood, For Those Who Understand Us Enslave Something In Us.

The Longing For Paradise Is Paradise Itself.

Sorrow Is Too Great To Exist In Small Hearts.

Miserable Is The Man Who Loves A Woman And Takes Her For His Wife, Pouring At Her Feet The Sweat Of His Skin And The Blood Of His Body And The Life Of His Heart, And Placing Her In The Hands Of The Fruit Of His Toil And The Revenue Of His Diligence; For When He Slowly Wakes Up, He Finds That The Heart That He Endeavored To Buy Is Given Away Freely And In Sincerity To Another Man For The Enjoyment Of Its Hidden Secrets And Deepest Love.

The Most Solid Stone In The Structure Is The Lowest One In The Foundation.