Why So Scrawny, Cat? Starving For Fat

O Cricket From Your Cherry Cry No One Would Ever Guess How Quickly You Must Die.

There Is Nothing You Can See That Is Not A Flower; There Is Nothing You Can Think That Is Not The Moon.

Every Moment Of Life Is The Last, Every Poem Is A Death Poem.

There Came A Day When The Clouds Drifting Along With The Wind Aroused A Wanderlust In Me, And I Set Off On A Journey To Roam Along The Seashores

No Matter Where Your Interest Lies, You Will Not Be Able To Accomplish Anything Unless You Bring Your Deepest Devotion To It.