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God Has Planted In Your Heart [ ] The Desire To Search For Him. Do Not Look At Your Weaknesses But Focus On The Search. Every Seeker Is Worthy Of This Search. Strive To Redouble Your Efforts, So That Your Soul May Escape From This Material Prison.

Wisdom Is Like The Rain. Its Source Is Limitless, But It Comes Down According To The Season.

Without The Frown Of Clouds And Lightning, The Vines Would Be Burned By The Smiling Sun.

For Me To Praise Is Interrupting Praise.

Sorrows Are The Rags Of Old Clothes And Jackets That Serve To Cover, And Then Are Taken Off. That Undressing, And The Beautiful Naked Body Underneath, Is The Sweetness That Comes After Grief.