Trickery Succeeds Sometimes, But It Always Commits

Only Love And Death Will Change All Things.

Your Soul Is Oftentimes A Battlefield, Upon Your Reason And Your Judgment Wage War Against Your Passion And Your Appetite.

Only When You Drink From The River Of Silence Shall You Indeed Sing.

As The Strings Of A Lute Are Apart Though They Quiver The Same Music.

Man Struggles To Find Life Outside Himself, Unaware That The Life He Is Seeking Is Within Him.