We Have A World For Each One,

When I Do Not Walk In The Clouds I Walk As Though I Were Lost.

Human Suffering, While It Is Asleep, Is Shapeless. If It Is Wakened It Takes The Form Of The Waker.

When I Break Any Of The Chains That Bind Me I Feel That I Make Myself Smaller.

If Those Who Owe Us Nothing Gave Us Nothing, How Poor We Would Be.

The Less You Think You Are, The More You Bear. And If You Think You Are Nothing, You Bear Everything.