The Strong Grows In Solitude Where The

Your Clothes Conceal Much Of Your Beauty, Yet They Hide Not The Unbeautiful.

Virtue Tested: "have I Not Survived Hunger And Thirst, Suffering, And Mockery For The Sake Of The Truth Which Heaven Has Awakened In My Heart?

An Eye For An Eye, And The Whole World Would Be Blind.

For The Sight Of The Angry Weather Saddens My Soul And The Sight Of The Town, Sitting Like A Bereaved Mother Beneath Layers Of Ice, Oppresses My Heart.

Perplexity Is The Beginning Of Knowledge.