Life Is Weaker Than Death And Death

We Live Only To Discover Beauty. All Else Is A Form Of Waiting

Now I Realize That The Trees Blossom In Spring And Bear Fruit In Summer Without Seeking Praise; And They Drop Their Leaves In Autumn And Become Naked In Winter Without Fearing Blame.

I Have Passed The Mountain Peak And My Soul Is Soaring In The Firmament Of Complete And Unbounded Freedom; I Am In Comfort, I Am In Peace.

Love Is A Magic Ray Emitted From The Burning Core Of The Soul And Illuminating The Surrounding Earth. It Enables Us To Perceive Life As A Beautiful Dream Between One Awakening And Another.

And Let Your Best Be For Your Friend. If He Must Know The Ebb Of Your Tide, Let Him Know Its Flood Also. For What Is Your Friend That Your Should Seek With Him Hours To Kill? Seek With Him Always Hours To Live. For It Is His To Fill Your Need, But Not Your Emptiness. And In The Sweetness Of Friendship, Let There Be Laughter, And The Sharing Of Pleasures. For In The Dew Of Little Things The Heart Finds Its Morning And Is Refreshed.