Keep Your Mind Out Of The Pigsty,

The Rose Petal Floats On Water. The Kingfisher Flashes Above The Pond. Life And Beauty Swirl In The Midst Of Death.

In Wars, Boy, Fools Kill Other Fools For Foolish Causes

Pessimism, She Is A Fond Friend Of Yours, Yes?" - That's Uncalled For. I Barely Know Her. Mere Acquaintances, At Best.

You Read Too Much And Understand Too Little.

The Wheel Of Time Turns, And Ages Come And Pass, Leaving Memories That Become Legend. Legend Fades To Myth, And Even Myth Is Long Forgotten When The Age That Gave It Birth Comes Again. In One Age, Called The Third Age By Some, An Age Yet To Come, An Age Long Past, A Wind Rose In The Mountains Of Mist. The Wind Was Not The Beginning. There Are Neither Beginnings Nor Endings To The Turning Of The Wheel Of Time. But It Was A Beginning.