She entered a state where prayer and poetry became one and the everyday world seemed full of holiness and significance.
Death comes suddenly and life is fragile and brief. No one can alter this either by prayers or spells.
I am not made for despair
How was it possible for the world to be so beautiful and so cruel at the same time?
I believe the test of government is the contentment of the people.
I miss the days when I was alone with my characters and no one else knew them except me.