We Choose Our Joys And

The Giving And Receiving Of Pleasure Is A Need And An Ecstasy.

The Best Of Man Is He Who Blushes When You Praise Him And Remains Silent When You Defame Him.

Desire Is Half Of Life, Indifference Is Half Of Death.

You Often Say, "i Would Give, But Only To The Deserving." The Trees In Your Orchard Say Not So, Nor The Flocks In Your Pasture. They Give That They May Live, For To Withhold Is To Perish.

We Choose Our Joys And Sorrows Long Before We Experience Them.