The Fault Is In The One Who

Every Fragile Beauty, Every Perfect Forgotten Sentence, You Grieve Their Going Away, But That Is Not How It Is. Where They Come From Never Goes Dry. It Is An Always Flowing Spring.

Embark On The Journey Of Love. It Takes You From Yourself To Yourself.

When You Notice A Fault In Your Neighbour, Search For The Same In Yourself.

Where Lowland Is, That's Where Water Goes. All Medicine Wants Is Pain To Cure.

As For Us, He Has Appointed The Job Of Permanent Unemployment. If He Wanted Us To Work, After All, He Would Not Have Created This Wine. With A Skinfull Of This, Sir, Would You Rush Out To Commit Economics?