It Was Never Decreed That A God

Love Is Also Like A Coconut Which Is Good While It Is Fresh, But You Have To Spit It Out When The Juice Is Gone, What's Left Tastes Bitter.

When Crimes Begin To Pile Up They Become Invisible. When Sufferings Become Unendurable The Cries Are No Longer Heard. The Cries, Too, Fall Like Rain In Summer.

Love Is The Desire To Give, Not To Receive, Something. Love Is The Art Of Producing Something With The Other's Talents.

　when The Leaders Speak Of Peace 　the Common Folk Know 　that War Is Coming 　when The Leaders Curse War 　the Mobilization Order Is Already Written Out. Every Day, To Earn My Daily Bread 　i Go To The Market Where Lies Are Bought 　hopefully 　i Take Up My Place Among The Sellers. 　

Recently My Fingers Have Developed A Prejudice Against Comparatives. They All Follow This Pattern: A Squirrel Is Smaller Than A Tree; A Bird Is More Musical Than A Tree. Each Of Us Is The Strongest One In His Or Her Own Skin. Characteristics Should Take Off Their Hats To One Another, Instead Of Spitting In Each Other's Faces.