For The Vision Of One

The Obvious Is That Which Is Never Seen Until Someone Expresses It Simply.

For What Is It To Die But To Stand Naked In The Wind And To Melt Into The Sun? And What Is It To Cease Breathing But To Free The Breath From Its Restless Tides, That It May Rise And Expand And Seek God Unencumbered? Only When You Drink From The River Of Silence Shall You Indeed Sing. And When You Have Reached The Mountaintop,then You Shall Begin To Climb. And When The Earth Shal Claim Your Limbs,then Shall You Truly Dance.

Braving Obstacles And Hardships Is Braver Than Retreat To Tranquility.

Some Of Our Children Are Our Justifications And Some Are But Our Regrets

If You Are Poor, Shun Association With Him Who Measures Men With The Yardstick Of Riches.