Forgetfulness Is A Form Of

A Word I Want To See Written On My Grave: I Am Alive Like You, And I Am Standing Beside You. Close Your Eyes And Look Around, You Will See Me In Front Of You.

For This I Bless You Most. You Give Much And Know Not That You Give At All.

Conscience Is A Just But Weak Judge. Weakness Leaves It Powerless To Execute Its Judgment.

The Philosopher's Soul Dwells In His Head, The Poet's Soul Is In His Heart; The Singer's Soul Lingers About His Throat, But The Soul Of The Dancer Abides In All Her Body.

Generosity Is Giving More Than You Can, And Pride Is Taking Less Than You Need.