Love Is The Mystery Of Water And

The Hardest Way Of Learning Is That Of Easy Reading.

I Am Everybody And Every Time, I Always Call Myself By Your Name.

Love Is So Short, Forgetting Is So Long.

We Are Dust And To Dust Return. In The End We're Neither Air, Nor Fire, Nor Water, Just Dirt, Neither More Nor Less, Just Dirt, And Maybe Some Yellow Flowers.

In The Distance Someone Is Singing.