Our Greatest Strength Lies In The Gentleness

If You Could Leave Your Selfishness, You Would See How You've Been Torturing Your Soul.

Prayer Clears The Mist And Brings Back Peace To The Soul . . .

When You Have Indulged A Lust, Your Wing Drops Off; You Become Lame, Abandoned By A Fantasy. …people Fancy They Are Enjoying Themselves, But They Are Really Tearing Out Their Wings For The Sake Of An Illusion.

Innumerable Changes Of Moods Are Yours, And They Are Uncontrolled By You. If You Knew Their Origin, You Would Be Able To Dominate Them. If You Cannot Localize Your Own Changes, How Can You Localize That Which Formed You?

Looking Up Gives Light, Although At First It Makes You Dizzy.