When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again, this is certainly not like we thought it was.
The images we create could turn into wild beasts and tear us to pieces.
The rose's rarest essence lives in the thorns.
I belong to no religion. My religion is love. Every heart is my temple.
Every need brings in what's needed. Pain bears its cure like a child.
We often need to be refreshed.