In Your Beauty, How To Make Poems.

Keep Your Intelligence White Hot And Your Grief Glistening“ So Your Life Will Stay Fresh.

This Place Is A Dream. Only A Sleeper Considers It Real. Then Death Comes Like Dawn, And You Wake Up Laughing At What You Thought Was Your Grief.

Love Rests On No Foundation. It Is An Endless Ocean, With No Beginning Or End.

The Rose's Rarest Essence Lives In The Thorns.

Know Mankind Well, Don't Degrade Every Man As Evil, And Don't Exalt Every Man Thinking He Is Good. He Who Cannot Discover Himself; Cannot Discover The World.