گنجی که در اعماق نامحدود شما حبس شده است در لحظه ای که خود نمی دانید کشف خواهد شد .

“THEN Almitra spoke again and said, And what of Marriage, master?”

“Your joy is your sorrow unmasked...The deeper that sorrow carves into your bein…”

“That which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of…”

“Sadness is but a wall between two gardens.”