Please, dear God of happiness, show the radiance of your spectrum to our world, which here means to forget everything.
Source: Wisdom Collection
Contributed by: lorasmith
The field of the soul must be watered by the rain with tears of love; otherwise it will become a desert.
Who knows the life which does not burn its own time moments?
Immortality goes through dead before all.
What can we do without pain in front of happiness?
Are we the wreck or the ship of God's Word?
Loneliness is the standard that separates life from death.
The only advantage of knowledge is that it can justify suffering.
Between world and animal are fewer questions than between man and world. How many such questions are there in God's Word?
No matter how many leaves would the tree of your soul have in front of the intense heat in the words of Time in this world, they can never shade the eternity lost inside you.
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