One Should Never Know Too Precisely Whom

With Sturdy Shoulders, Space Stands Opposing All Its Weight To Nothingness. Where Space Is, There Is Being.

Whoever Despises Himself Still Esteems The Despiser Within Himself.

A Friend Whose Hopes We Cannot Satisfy Is A Friend We Would Rather Have As An Enemy.

After Buddha Was Dead, His Shadow Was Still Shown For Centuries In A Cave.

I Despise Mystics, They Fancy Themselves So Deep, When They Aren't Even Superficial.