The Highest Point A Man Can Attain

The Doors Of Heaven And Hell Are Adjacent And Identical.

Ah, If You Could Dance All That You've Just Said, Then I'd Understand.

Life On Earth Means: The Sprouting Of Wings.

A Slave's Soul Has No Worth, My Brothers; It Lacks Strength To Tread On This Great Earth With Gallantry And Freedom. I Pity The Poor Slaves, They're Nought But Airy Mist, A Light Breeze Scatters Them, A Fragrance Knocks Them Down; It's Only Just They Crawl On The Earth On Hands And Knees. Today I'll Write A Hymn To God And Pray For This Great Grace.

Go As Far As You Can. Go Further Than You Can!