“Let my body dwell in poverty, and my hands be as the hands of the toiler; but let my soul be as a temple of remembrance where the treasures of knowledge enter and the inner sanctuary is hope.”
“In this life, I've found my true treasure that will never gonna let me go off hand.”
“Let my hand be a blanket for my penis. ”
“I revel in flowers without let,An atom at random in space;My soul dwells in regions ethereal,And the world is my dreaming-place.”
“Let the wealth of remembrances past be the link of friendship treasured.”
“So let my hands and my face make their way in this world, let my hungry eyes see, my tongue taste.”