Keep On Knocking 'til The Joy Inside

A Lover's Life Lies In Death. You Shall Not Find A Heart Without Losing The Heart.

God Picks Up The Reed-flute World And Blows. Each Note Is A Need Coming Through One Of Us, A Passion, A Longing Pain. Remember The Lips Where The Wind-breath Originated, And Let Your Note Be Clear. Don't Try To End It. Be Your Note.

Love Is Such A Vast Sea, It Has Neither Edges Nor Ends Nor Corners.

From The Distance You Only See My Light; Come Closer And You Will Know That I Am You.

Who Could Be So Lucky? Who Comes To A Lake For Water And Sees The Reflection Of Moon.