Friends Are Enemies Sometimes, And

Sell Your Cleverness And Buy Bewilderment.

A Lover's Life Lies In Death. You Shall Not Find A Heart Without Losing The Heart.

We Bury Our Seeds And Wait, Winter Blocks The Road, Flowers Are Taken Prisoner Underground, But Then Green Justice Tenders A Spear

The Meaning Of Poetry Has No Sureness Of Direction; Is Like The Sling, It Is Not Under Control.

There Is A King Who Is Aware Of Every Mask You Put On