Let Your Tears Roll Tonight,

In My Prayers, I Want To Say: Lord, Don’t Be Far From Me, And Also Don’t Come Too Close. Let Me Contemplate The Stars On The Texture Of Your Cloth, But Don’t Unveil Your Face To Me. Allow Me To Hear The Rivers That You Send Running, But Lord! Lord! Don’t Allow Me Hearing Your Voice

... We Die, Just As We Were Born, At The Edge Of A Road Not Of Our Choosing.

Are You Certain That A Man's Life Begins With His Birth?

Let Us Thank God For Having Made Us This Gift Of Death, So That Life Is To Have Meaning; Of Night, That Day Is To Have Meaning; Silence, That Speech Is To Have Meaning; Illness, That Health Is To Have Meaning; War, That Peace Is To Have Meaning. Let Us Give Thanks To Him For Having Given Us Weariness And Pain, So That Rest And Joy Are To Have Meaning. Let Us Give Thanks To Him, Whose Wisdom Is Infinite.

Nothing Is Born Of Nothing, Least Of All Knowledge, Modernity, Or Enlightened Thought; Progress Is Made In Tiny Surges, In Successive Laps, Like An Endless Relay Race. But There Are Links Without Which Nothing Would Be Passed On, And For That Reason, They Deserve The Gratitude Of All Who Benefited From Them.