Life Is Weaker Than Death And Death

When You Are Sorrowful Look Again In Your Heart, And You Shall See That In Truth You Are Weeping For That Which Has Been Your Delight.

Love Provided Me With A Tongue And Tears.

Much Of Your Pain Is Self-chosen.

Let Ignorance Reproduce Itself Until It Is Weary Of Its Own Offspring.

Love Is A Magic Ray Emitted From The Burning Core Of The Soul And Illuminating The Surrounding Earth. It Enables Us To Perceive Life As A Beautiful Dream Between One Awakening And Another.