Every Bird Will Follow It's Specie.

Flattery's Fire Is Hidden. Its Sweet Taste Is Apparent, But The Smoke Is Bound To Come Out At Last.

Revile Those Who Flatter You.

On This Path Let The Heart Be Your Guide.

I Will Find New Meaning In Every Joy And Sorrow.

Soul Receives From Soul That Knowledge, Therefore Not By Book Nor From Tongue. If Knowledge Of Mysteries Come After Emptiness Of Mind, That Is Illumination Of Heart.