"...left alone to my devices, thoughtful moments in passive prose...from one to the next in life we cannot pass by memory's foul and stale, possessive nature; for in all directions which we may walk, there will never be peace without sacrifice...this is just the cruel and bitter truth of life; we must suffer to truly understand the meaning of joy, the meaning of harmony, the meaning of peace...for if we try to understand without the full experience of both the light and the dark, the positive with the negative, then we will fall to our knees for all eternity..."
