More Grievous Than Tears Is The Sight

Out Of A Hundred Years A Few Minutes Were Made That Stayed With Me, Not A Hundred Years.

In A Full Heart There Is Room For Everything, And In An Empty Heart There Is Room For Nothing.

My Final Belief Is Suffering. And I Begin To Believe That I Do Not Suffer.

You Do Not See The River Of Mourning Because It Lacks One Tear Of Your Own.

And If You Find Everything As Soon As You Look For It, You Find It In Vain, You Look For It In Vain.