You Have Been A Prisoner Of A

Discard Yourself And Thereby Regain Yourself. Spread The Trap Of Humility And Ensnare Love.

You Must Ask For What You Really Want.

Every Object, Every Being...is A Jar Full Of Delight.

I Am Weary Of Personal Worrying, In Love With The Art Of Madness.

Innumerable Changes Of Moods Are Yours, And They Are Uncontrolled By You. If You Knew Their Origin, You Would Be Able To Dominate Them. If You Cannot Localize Your Own Changes, How Can You Localize That Which Formed You?