The taste of bitterness of hard times loses it's potency with age leaving a sweet aftereffect of adventure

The more you think about it the more questions will come and the more answers you will get

You only ever get tired of working if you think of success or failure and not if you think about the journey

The place where we stand now was home to the wild forests.

The deepness of the forest is in its every leaf and its every twine. Don't convert art into number by cutting down trees.

Sleep overtook me, into the land of unremembered dreams.

In this time of plague my mind moves through light and shadows. The sweet incense of the fruits remind me of my time here and how life is beautiful. Dear lord make the Earth a safer place for me and my children.

Daughter of the river, Princess of the dark towers. Worship her for abundance and prosperity.

Be fearless tonight, for I plan to hold you in my arms.