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I Am Amazed At The Seeker Of Purity When Time For Polishing Comes Complaints Of Harsh Treatment Love Is A Lawsuit Without Evidence, You Will Not Win My Son, When One Beats The Rug The Beating Is Not Intended Against The Rug But Against The Dust Inside The Rug My Son, That Harsh Treatment Is Not Intended Against You But Against The Ill Qualities Inside You

I Have Lived On The Lip Of Insanity, Wanting To Know Reasons, Knocking On A Door. It Opens. I've Been Knocking From The Inside.

For The Thirst To Possess Your Love, Is Worth My Blood A Hundred Times.

Students Of Cunning Have Consumed Their Hearts And Learned Only Tricks; They've Thrown Away Real Riches: Patience, Self-sacrifice, Generosity. Rich Thought Opens The Way.

What Is A Tiny Insignificant Seed That, When Spring Arrives, It Should Not Be Annihilated For A Tree To Arrive.