Blood was the mortar that cemented the kingdom

If you are busy pleasing everyone, you are not being true to yourself

Some trees are too deeply rooted to move ... And if they are uprooted, they will die.

When a tree falls it resounds with a thundering crash; and yet a whole forest grows in silence.

True beauty cannot fail to move the beholder

There is nothing more painful than the untimely death of someone young and dear to the heart. The harrowing grief surges from a bottomless well of sorrow, drowning the mourner in a torrent of agonizing pain; an exquisite pain that continues to afflict the mourner with heartache and loneliness long after the deceased is buried and gone.

Some journeys lead nowhere, but they set the spirit free