Lovers Have Heartaches That Can't Be Cured

Except For Love, Nothing You See Will Remain Forever.

Raise Your Words, Not Voice. It Is Rain That Grows Flowers, Not Thunder.

That Moon Which The Sky Never Saw Even In Dreams Has Risen Again

Loaves Of Bread Remind Us Of Sunlight, But When We Are Inside That Orb,we Lose Interest In Building Ovens,in Millwork And The Preparation Of Fields Before The Planting.

Raise Your Words, Not Your Voice.