If The Foot Of The Trees Were

When Someone Critises Or Disagrees With You, A Small Ant Of Hatred And Antagonism Is Born In Your Heart. If You Do Not Squash That Ant At Once, It Might Grow Into A Snake, Or Even A Dragon.

There Is No Room For Hypocrisy. Why Use Bitter Soup For Healing When Sweet Water Is Everywhere?

I Smile Like A Flower Not Only With My Lips But With My Whole Being.

A Life Without Love Isn’t A Life.

The Cure For Pain Is In The Pain.