Reality Is Blocked By Form And Image.

To Love Is Human. To Feel Pain Is Human. Yet To Still Love Despite The Pain Is Pure Angel.

Longing Is The Core Of Mystery. Longing Itself Brings The Cure. The Only Rule Is, Suffer The Pain. Your Desires Must Be Disciplined And What You Want To Happen In Time, Sacrificed.

The Moon Stays Bright When It Doesn't Avoid The Night.

If You Love Someone, You Are Always Joined With Them--in Joy, In Absence, In Solitude, In Strife.

Like The Birds Of The Sea, Men Come From The Ocean-the Ocean Of The Soul. How Could This Bird, Born From That Sea, Make His Dwelling Here?