It's Compassion That Makes Gods Of Us.

It's Compassion That Makes Gods Of Us.

There Are No Happy Endings, There Are Only Happy People.

... Old Clothes, Old Friends, Old Books. One Needs Constants In A Traveling Life.

When A Gourd Is Hollowed Out It Becomes Empty And Is Of Great Use To The World Because Of Its Emptiness.

When We Live With A Memory We Live With A Corpse; The Impact Of The Experience Has Changed Us Once But Can Never Change Us Again.