O, Happy The Soul That Saw Its

Why Should I Be Weary When Every Cell Of My Body Is Bursting With Life?

The Undisciplined Man Doesn't Wrong Himself Alone- He Sets Fire To The Whole World.

I Saw Grief Drinking A Cup Of Sorrow And Called Out, 'it Tastes Sweet, Does It Not?' 'you've Caught Me,' Grief Answered, 'and You've Ruined My Business. How Can I Sell Sorrow, When You Know It's A Blessing?

The World's Flattery And Hypocrisy Is A Sweet Morsel: Eat Less Of It, For It Is Full Of Fire. Its Fire Is Hidden While Its Taste Is Manifest, But Its Smoke Becomes Visible In The End.

Don't Regret What's Happened. If It's In The Past, Let It Go. Don't Even Remember It!