Man, When He Is Merely What He

I Believe That The Soul Consists Of Its Sufferings. For The Soul That Cures Its Own Sufferings Dies.

I Love You As You Are, But Do Not Tell Me How That Is.

I Can Wait For You Longer. Because You Have Arrived.

If Only I Could Leave Everything As It Is, Without Moving A Single Star Or A Single Cloud. Oh, If Only I Could!

They Will Say You Are On The Wrong Road, If It Is Your Own.