I Wonder What The Vintners Buy One

I Have Not Asked For Life. But I Try To Accept Whatever Life Brings Without Surprise. And I Shall Depart Again Without Having Questioned Anyone About My Strange Stay Here On Earth.

The Rose That Once Has Bloomed Forever Dies.

A Drink Is Shorter Than A Tale

Up From Earth's Centre Through The Seventh Gate Rose, And On The Throne Of Saturn Sate; And Many A Knot Unravel'd By The Road; But Not The Master-knot Of Human Fate.

The Secret Must Be Kept From All Non-people. The Mystery Must Be Hidden From All Idiots.