A Weak Human Mercy Walks In The

When A Writer Is Born Into A Family, The Family Is Finished.

What Has No Shadow Has No Strength To Live.

Language Is The Only Homeland.

Consolation Calm Down. Both Your Sins And Your Good Deeds Will Be Lost In Oblivion.

The Death Of A Man Is Like The Fall Of A Mighty Nation That Had Valiant Armies, Captains, And Prophets, And Wealthy Ports And Ships All Over The Seas.