I see the Valley, a Deep Green

The song of Life, is not a sad song

No, the weight of the world is not on my shoulders

Cruelty thy name is Man

You are only confined by the walls you, foolishly, build yourself

In the assembly/ mehfil of the world, I do not find human beings

Nothing lies eternal, friends

A moment’s ecstasy is worth a hundred years

Moods are very contagious, indeed

The need for originality of thought and action