If your heart is a volcano, how shall you expect flowers to bloom?

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Zeal is a volcano, the peak of which the grass of indecisiveness does not grow.

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

You have your ideology and I have mine.

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing. And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.