When You Are Sorrowful, Look Again.

Be Like The Flower, Turn Your Faces To The Sun.

Madness Is The First Step Towards Unselfishness. Be Mad And Tell Us What Is Behind The Veil Of "sanity". The Purpose Of Life Is To Bring Us Closer To Those Secrets, And Madness Is The Only Means.

But Memory Is An Autumn Leaf That Murmurs A While In The Wind And Then Is Heard No More.

You May Forget With Whom You Laughed, But You Will Never Forget With Whom You Wept.

He Who Understands You Is Greater Kin To You Than Your Own Brother. For Even Your Own Kindred Neither Understand You Nor Know Your True Worth.