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Why Are You Knocking At Every Door ? Go, Knock At The Door Of Your Own Heart.

Bring The Pure Wine Of Love And Freedom. But Sir, A Tornado Is Coming. More Wine, We'll Teach This Storm A Thing Or Two About Whirling.

Whenever Sorrow Comes, Be Kind To It. For God Has Placed A Pearl In Sorrow’s Hand.

Pure Souls, Didn’t I Tell You Not To Be Seduced By This Colorful World For I Am The Ultimate Painter.

Those Loves Which Are For The Sake Of A Colour Are Not Love. In The End They Are A Disgrace.