The Biggest Thing In Today's Sorrow Is

Happiness Is A Myth We Seek, If Manifested Surely Irks; Like River Speeding To The Plain, On Its Arrival Slows And Murks. For Man Is Happy Only In His Aspiration To The Heights; When He Attains His Goal, He Cools And Longs For Other Distant Flights.

Let Me, O Let Me Bathe My Soul In Colours; Let Me Swallow The Sunset And Drink The Rainbow.

Be Patient, For It Is From Doubt That Knowledge Is Born.

Strange That We All Defend Our Wrongs With More Vigor Than We Do Our Rights.

The Truly Good Is He Who Is One With All Those Who Are Deemed Bad.