The Result Of My Life Is No

A Lover's Life Lies In Death. You Shall Not Find A Heart Without Losing The Heart.

Whoever Is Sitting With Friends Is In The Midst Of A Flower Garden, Though He May Be In The Fire. Whoever Sits With An Enemy Is In The Fire, Even Though He Is In The Midst Of A Garden.

Now Even The Heavens Are Thankful That Because Of Love I Have Become The Giver Of Light.

Very Little Grows On Jagged Rock. Be Ground. Be Crumbled, So Wildflowers Will Come Up Where You Are.

Let The Lover Be Disgraceful, Crazy, Absent-minded. Someone Sober Will Worry About Events Going Badly. Let The Lover Be.