The Soul Of The World Is Nourished

I Am Talking To You, But The Moment I Am Talking To You, The Universe Is Being Created And Destroyed.

By The River Piedra I Sat Down And Wept. There Is A Legend That Everything That Falls Into The Waters Of This River -- Leaves, Insects, The Feathers Of Birds -- Is Transformed Into The Rocks That Make The Riverbed. If Only I Could Tear Out My Heart And Hurl It Into The Current, Then My Pain And Longing Would Be Over, And I Could Finally Forget.

Faith Is Difficult To Conquer And Requires Daily Battles If It Is To Be Maintained.

Most Human Beings Still Cannot Trust Love.

He Carefully Studies The Position That He Intends To Conquer.