The Tongue Of Man Is

I Want Answers Now Or I Want Them Eventually!

In Youth And Beauty, Wisdom Is But Rare!

I Long For Home, Long For The Sight Of Home.

The Generation Of Mankind Is Like The Generation Of Leaves. The Wind Scatters The Leaves On The Ground, But The Living Tree Burgeons With Leaves Again In The Spring.

Go On With A Spirit That Fears Nothing.