There Is No Time To Leave Important

She Wasn't A Victim Of Fate, She Was Running Her Own Risks, Pushing Beyond Her Own Limits, Experiencing Things Which, One Day, In The Silence Of Her Heart, In The Tedium Of Old Age, She Would Remember Almost With Nostalgia - However Absurd That Might Seem.

Carry In Your Memory, For The Rest Of Your Life, The Good Things That Came Out Of Those Difficulties. They Will Serve As A Proof Of Your Abilities And Will Give You Confidence When You Are Faced By Other Obstacles.

Love Was A Feeling Completely Bound Up With Color, Like Thousands Of Rainbows Superimposed One On Top Of The Other.

Be Happy When You Reach The Top: Cry, Clap Your Hands, Shout To The Four Winds That You Did It, Let The Wind - The Wind Is Always Blowing Up There - Purify Your Mind, Refresh Your Tired And Sweaty Feet, Open Your Eyes, Clean The Dust From Your Heart. It Feels So Good, What Was Just A Dream Before, A Distant Vision, Is Now Part Of Your Life, You Did It!

I Will Be Capable Of Loving, Regardless Of Whether I Am Loved In Return, Of Giving, When I Have Nothing, Of Working Happily, Even In The Midst Of Difficulties, Of Holding Out My Hand, Even When Utterly Alone And Abandoned, Of Drying My Tears, Even While I Weep, Of Believing, Even When No One Believes In Me.