For In Truth It Is

My House Says To Me, "do Not Leave Me, For Here Dwells Your Past." And The Road Says To Me, "come And Follow Me, For I Am Your Future." And I Say To Both My House And The Road, "i Have No Past, Nor Have I A Future. If I Stay Here, There Is A Going In My Staying; And If I Go There Is A Staying In My Going. Only Love And Death Change All Things."

Your Body Is The Harp Of The Soul.

If Your Heart Is A Volcano, How Shall You Expect Flowers To Bloom?

Nor Shall Derision Prove Powerful Against Those Who Listen To Humanity Or Those Who Follow In The Footsteps Of Divinity, For They Shall Live Forever. Forever.

When You Have Grasped A Problem Clearly, Face It With Resolution, For That Is The Way Of The Strong.