Nothing is freer in this world beside fear.

The more we feel God further away from us, the more we become alienated from death by fear.

I don’t hope that grass becomes a towering tree in the world of humans.

Everything we know about the world is memory saved once by God who would have probably wanted to forget by bestowing death to us.

With what can we feed the soul in the world of emptiness other than with prayer?

The dawn of beauty always comes after night.